the seagull

for kerry's sunday challenge #1

She battled the raging storm

Pitted against the cutting rains

Suffocating winds

To bring her love her heart

He was upon the shore

Feet dug into the sand

Fighting with something he had snagged

With a jagged hook

She screamed from the air

Calling out to him

In names he longed to known by

But he couldn’t hear her

Above the gusts and the rush

She dived and screeched

Only to be blown

And tossed

Muffled by the thunderclaps

How cruel the gods had been

And this love of hers

Stubborn and deaf

Blind to the love above him

His catch was slowly losing the fight

And he dragged it to the battered shore

She pulled her wings straight back

Pointed her beak

And ripped her way

To her love

Trying to beat his catch

A white capped wave

Crashed into her

Sent her reeling to the depths

Crushed by the riptide

To the bottom of the sea

Feet away

From the legs of her beloved

His catch swam past

Hook in mouth

Evil grin on gin soaked lips

She gave into the water

Making it her last nest

And her love

Pulled up his catch

Which bared her fangs

And ate him whole

Lost to more worlds than one….

Author's Note

kerry's sunday challenge #1

Reviews

[Matthew Kult]

An excellent work, and of the many I have read this is indeed one of my favorites for the contest. I wish you luck, but I think this is indeed a favorite of mine to win. Why? Glad you asked. This had a bit more of the comedic tragedy. Great write.

Regards,

Matthew

[poetry-kiddo alienbaba]

A rush of images; a brush of colors in un-walled mazes.

"Evil grin on gin soaked lips"
horribly....scary...
u bring your drama alive

[JelliFyshKissUs]

I thought I commented on this already but I guess I didn't. You, Bradley, tell the rawest of realities with the boldest of imagery. As I read, I feel the bite, sting, gnaw, and throb of every phrase you wish to convey. This is not a seagull. This is a bird that has never known the pleasure of flying. And a man who has never known the pleasure of watching her soar.
And yes, I said "throb".

[FireWoman]

Your style of expressing a beautiful love followed by a real-world look at truth is unsurpassed. I never have to tell you to take off your rose colored shades, damn, they are already off baby!

[Allen Smuckler]

Pulsating story with quite a surprise ending (for me anyway)....however, based on the fury of the poem, it was almost necessary...and fit purr...fectly.
a Terrific, exciting, action packed drama.... My heart is still pounding.
Allen

[Bubo]

Fabulous metaphors.........how is it you capture wonderfully how we humans could be just the same...........loved it.

[Kerry O'Connor]

This is a stunning metaphoric and surreal description of a love-triangle - my heart was in my throat as the battle played out, and the 'cat-fish' won. The poignance of the seagull's end serves as a reminder that so often people cannot see what is right in front of them, and lose out on the most fulfilling relationships of their lives.

Thank you for entering this piece into the Sunday Challenge #1

[Lily Mae]

Oh I like this.. ;) xx

[MuSe Ampoule]

Metaphors abound, you caught me with this tale of love's woe and reeled me all the way back to shore. Nice.

[Robin]

Damn Bradley , this is great writing , my favorite poets have distinctive voices , yours always rises above the crowd ..