| News |
|
5/19/2004 - An Occasional Verse website launched
10/7/2004 - Added Registration and Login capabilities
|
|
Daily Poem Subscription
RSS Feed |
|
Subscribe
![[Valid RSS]](img/valid-rss.png "Validate my RSS feed")
Readers
Aggregators
|
|
|
|
|
|
|---|
| Category - People | | A Poem from the A Bit of Jersey and the Shore Collection | | Seagull Wars - Viewed 1095 Times | David Devaney
Website
October 05, 2002 |
Splat! Splat! Splat!
I heard it hit.
Their aim was to the right.
I turned to see from whence it came
but nothing was in sight.
The wind was strong.
A northeast gale
did whisper through my hair.
Another splat
and then one more.
Would they my life now spare?
And then I spied them to the north
two hundred yards away.
A squadron of attacking gulls
was there to my dismay.
No one was safe this autumn morn
here on the seaside boards.
For soon would come the bombs again
from these attacking hordes.
I looked for shelter left, then right
no compass did I need.
As quick I stepped beneath the roof
where from them I was freed.
No malice felt, nor hatred now,
for this foe, I do believe.
Does only soar and use the wind
to help themselves relieve. | | © 2002 David Devaney |
|
|
|
|
