One-legged seagull by CarlosSilvestre62

Servile Pretence.

Proudly tall,
then hunched
in servile pretence,
the white coat of the seagull bunches
it's feathers and waits,
slightly
aside, while I,
car-encased finish my lunch,
but yellow-eyed
strategy will always win out,
patience
rewarded I throw him a crust
and ravenous skirmish begins,
before
I could blink,
more wings muster,
as one feeding seagull transforms
into four.

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John Weber
Magical storytelling here of the nature of the scavenging spirit.
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Karin Anderson
A great title Fay and they are cunning and hungry. We once fed them from our car at near the beach, and our car became like the 'Birds' movie and it was frightening. Your picture is very cute. I think I will feed the ducks tomorrow and think of this sea gull and your poem when I do.
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Lynda Robson
The seagulls are very persistant, and they also go in the rubbish bags here, my cat is afraid of them, you have captured them very well Fay xx
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Raj Arumugam
another magic moment with nature, Fay...Love the idea of being 'car-encased' as we all are and the last lines are memorable lines...
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sonetta
yup, they'll suddenly appear out of the woodwork...
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Scarlett Angel
lol this is a wonderful snapshot Fay...They do seem to multiply at the sniff of a crust don't they :)
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kath
a perfectly captured snapshot of a seconds feeding frenzy! You put birds into verse with such highly tuned observation Fay! Bravo! :) kath xxx
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carol
seagulls i can see them flocking to the bread
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Sandra Martyres
How well you describe the scene of the multiplying seagulls "as the ravenous skirmish begins when you throw out a crust" I almost feel as if I am there too
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