Good Morning for a Gull

 

How can a morning

that looks this good, be anything

but wonderful, for a gull?

And there is ocean.

I'm staring so hard 

at the seascape and the sky 

it's now in my head 

I close my eyes tight 

and peer into the blackness 

and there is ocean

Unreal trees

Giant metal trees 

claw at the skyline. 

Real versus unreal.

Just clouds after all.

Two white rockets race, 

powered only by dreaming, 

dissolving in space.

The pilots are whimsy, 

their course never realised. 

Just clouds after all.

The Fragrant Harbour

Glass jars filled with stars,

stand along the fragrant harbour.

Some spilling over.

The Glass Sea

Not to be outdone 

the glass sea and mirrored sky 

held their breaths at once

And there is ocean.

I'm staring so hard 
at the seascape and the sky 
it's now in my head 

I close my eyes tight 

and peer into the blackness 

and there is ocean