Abattoir Gulls

It feels like staring at the sun..

Abattoir Gulls

 

Diving and banking

Like

Storm shooed clouds

Those

Abattoir gulls

Always

Angry and loud

Dancing and scything

High upon higher

Pinned to the sky

On invisible wire

How they do hang

There

Storm proof and crazy

Loitering low like

Clouds of confetti

Reckless and teasing

Storm flushed and florid

Diving and banking

Sublimely unhurried   

Weaving

Yet threadbare

High upon higher

Pinned to the sky

On invisible wire

Take heed of their cry

Then still

Lost to the wind

Carried pon whispers

Deliciously sinned

Those abattoir gulls

Shameless and free

Dancing and scything

High upon higher

Forever  

Pinned to our sky

On invisible wire

 

 

 

Author's Note

If you look carefully, they will still be there tomorrow..

Reviews

[Lorry]

I remember as a child going to the seaside and it was all part of the scenery. There they would be, noisy and forever hungry,waiting for a chip to drop, or sometimes not bothering with the waiting.
Now here we are all grown up and they seemed to have followed us home, since the decline in fishing. They now think my roof is a cliff and I swear they are taling steroids. :)
Their swarming and swooping used to be hypnotic, now its terrifyong.

[Neville]

Thank you my friend Lorry, not only for visiting, but for the sharing and the understanding... Neville

[Lorry]

You are most welcome.

[Neville]

cheers.. :)

[Lydia Shutter]

"Clouds of confetti" YES! That is exactly what the seagulls along the beach here look like! They dive in unison and then rise again. Mesmerizing to watch. Your staccato lines are so effective here, Neville. I liked the scattered rhyming. Lydi**

[Neville]

and I in turn, very much appreciate you visiting Lydi**.. many thank you's my friend.... Neville

[john l smith]

yes, certainly something about the seashore and gulls seem to epitomize that salt sea feeling
especially when portrayed in a flowing rhyme
Nicely done
John

[Neville]

Your visit to this page is much appreciated and truly welcome, thank you John...and All Good Things to you.. Neville

[angel]

I love that line, 'pinned to the sky with invisible wire'. Guess you did, too, since ya used it thrice. Very nice!
I also quite like the phrase, 'shameless and free'. Also, no mention of those whiteish bombs they frequently drop. I suppose it's worth dodgin' the bombs to behold the beauty.
Nice work, friend!

[Neville]

Ah' she has the eye of an eagle & can move like a tiger on Vaseline when she needs to.. Look hard enough and beauty shall be found... Many thanks angel... always welcome and appreciated... Neville

[angel]

I can smell the salt spray; Think ah'll go for a sail in me boot...

[Neville]

You sound like my kind of galleon Angel.. in fact, you sound like my Galleon Angel angel x

[angel]

Ah, but sadly, we will likely Neville meet...

[Neville]

Neville say never... we moat, ya Neville knows...

[angel]

Well, I Neville! Ye Neville said such a thing...goodnight, nearly 4 a.m. here; see ye tomorra

[Neville]

night night angel..

[angel]

One in the afternoon now; I make it 6PM over there.

[Neville]

Four minutes past...

[angel]

Picky b*****d...

[Neville]

my watch aint a Timex darlin...

[angel]

And a braggart t' boot, is it? Ah, ye should be ashamed.

[Neville]

is that the same boot you went sailin in earlier.. I bet that cost a yacht more than me Rolex... and yes, I am... N

[angel]

Yes, eye oldly havin am the one boot. Tis a gull wand, sole it actuality lizard gull den.

[Neville]

I thought silence was gull den..

[angel]

Awl as glithers be not gull.

[Neville]

Now I finch ya just taking one at me..

[Chris Shaw]

Neville, Neville. I am hearing those shrieking gulls, but I am also hearing rhyme. Yes subtle rhyme coming in on the flow here. Stark imagery I see them hovering, I see them diving for the guts of whatever they can find, and I do believe I can smell both the salt water and the stench. You have stimulated my senses. Amazing how they can hover in the same place isn't it? Seen them nicking the ice-creams off kids as well.
Lovely write, longer than usual, more rhyme and I liked it very much.

Chris

[Neville]

Hey, thanks Chris, much appreciated... My wife had her ice cream nicked by one of them only the other day.......... Neville

[Chris Shaw]

Our Beth did when she was two. Swooped right down into her pushchair and nicked it infront of all of us. Left us all gawping and Beth crying!

[Neville]

I once rescued a live pigeon from one that was being swallowed whole...

[Chris Shaw]

That is mind boggling. What did you do? A war dance infront of it?

[Neville]

I grabbed it by the pigeons bum and pulled like crazy...

[Chris Shaw]

blimey, you've given me some spectacular imagery there (lol)

[Neville]

........... ;)

[Neville]

should have said 'bums the bird'.. or maybe not..

[Chris Shaw]

hmm maybe not ...:))

[Gypsy Warrior Queen]

To be a Sea bird I think would be wonderful and scary all at the same time! Freedom and death, two stones, one bird! YIKES!

[Neville]

wonderful and scary.. how thrilling is that... the old man thanks the young free sea bird... N

[Gypsy Warrior Queen]

LOL I was never young or free....though at one time I did fly!

[Neville]

everything is relative apparently, & you did once think we may be related cuz... astrally yours.. N

[Gypsy Warrior Queen]

yes, haven't had time to delve back into that fountain yet...been a busy summer...but winter is coming..

[Neville]

and you are getting better, yes..

[Gypsy Warrior Queen]

that's debatable...lol

[Neville]

you now have only one stone left, use it well

[Gypsy Warrior Queen]

That's kinda depressing Nev. it's like having only one wish...geez...I got ALOT to dream about now.

[Neville]

I aint fallin for that one, here take this bag o rocks and a hammer....

[Coyote Poetry]

A wonderful poem. The wonder of the sea and the sea animals. You make me want to drive 2500 miles to the Pacific. Thank you my friend for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[Neville]

You got me blushing again Coyote... many thanks indeed. Neville