can dodge any damned threat.
Maybe it can swing on a branch that is slanted
(from a tree that is firmly planted).
Nuts may be scanned for or demanded
by a squirrel squeaking real candid.
High is where it landed; it’s tough to understand it.
(on display) holds.
i’ve been more active on my other When Deadlines Become Zombies blog (where i post my more recent thoughts and poems that are not accompanied with photos since i’ve already reached my photo-posting limit there). That blog can be found via the following link: http://zfthrimej.wordpress.com . For anyone who may be interested, check it out.
(perching like creatures with wings and beaks).
receive a stare. A sunset: they share.
loves a patient driver and makes a trip nicer.
knows the answer to “What is it?”
keeps distance from people; they may be evil.
This seagull seems regal, deep and agreeable,
and with waves that amaze: undefeatable.
Also this seagull can seem so peaceful.
Yet it may get medieval (with its beak like a needle).
Pointy like a steeple, this seagull could be lethal.
The tide is on its side; it will not be wheedled.
while sunset’s admired.