At vox poetica today is my poem “The Seagull Left Me” – an ode to my father.
THE SEAGULL LEFT ME I felt myself fly away on a mighty seagull. I helped him scan the waves in search of food. I held on tight as he swooped down towards the water; then suddenly, we headed out to sea. He caught an updraft and we soared higher and higher. He didn’t even need to flap his wings. We watched the waves try to overtake each other, yet they always seemed to find their way to shore; as did we. He landed gently. I let go of his neck and slid down slowly. He watched me leave my footprints in the sand. Then he left me. I tried to catch him, but I couldn’t, so I cried; just like I did the day they told me Daddy died.
Thank you, vox poetica, for publishing it!
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