Haiku Corner
Created | Updated Apr 28, 2004
The Seagull On The Floor
Stone unmoved
Gathers mud
Restless rain.
Quiet morning
Sows seed
Pickles and marmalade.
She drops anchor
When the dish is served
Tired flamingo legs.
A pillow of feathers>BR/>
On a bed of primrose
Deep electric sleep.
She loves
Wind and rain
Restless cry of a lost seagull.
Waves roll
Like huge serpents
Without a net.
Streets flood
Cars stuck
Endless confusion.
As she wakes
A door opens
The seagull falls to the floor.
Dream or real
She loves it
The seagull on the floor.
Stone moves
Gathers no moss
Rolls like her dream.
