Each summer I see seagulls in parking lots
And I wonder how did they get lost
The order of things not sound
For there’s no ocean found
So I surmise by the wind they were tossed
dversepoets.com Prompt today is “Order”. Write about order in chaos. Or chaos in order. After several attempts, I succumbed to a limericks. I think I may need a break.
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I hope those seagulls find their way back to the shore.
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They are there every year and I don’t understand it. I don’t live near an ocean. Thanks Frank!
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They love fast food like we do. They also love earthworms, which will bring them inland.
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Landfills and fast flood joints do bring the gulls a hundred miles inland here too.
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I once watched something (countryfile maybe) that was talking about how far inland seagulls would go for food. I also had a biology tutor who got wound up whenever he heard us calling them seagulls, can’t remember what he said the proper name for them was. Love the use of a limerick. Thanks for the poem.
The Lonely Recluse
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Reblogged this on NANMYKEL.COM and commented:
Yes!
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Very nice Mary. I too have seen the gulls in places they did not belong… must be the wind!
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That has puzzled me too! I like your form, Mary.
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seagulls out of place and time – it is the bins not the wind that brought them! Interesting take on the prompt – thank you for joining in
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I used to see seagulls at the bus stop near my last residence. I think they just follow the food sources… (k)
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Seagulls have a way of finding the sea wherever there is trash… alas.
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The limerick form you used here is brilliant – a fun juxtaposition with the subject matter. Your rhymes are also excellent. I am not a fan of seagulls but I am a fan of your poem!
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Thank you so much! I’m glad you see what I see. The poem was not just about their location.
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A poetic observation. Nice.
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