and the seagulls
circle
smiling ship-sails
rest their
contented wings
scavenging above the
sapphire-strewn
surface,
cackling, boasting,
gossiping
children shriek
and call their
hungry
friends,
beckoning with strips of partly-eaten
lettuce from
lunch's ham
sandwich
sparkled concrete
blazes my
heat-soaked
toes;
gulls comingle with
assuming toddlers,
planes take-off of
life off,
unseeing
glistening, the water
hums and
whirs,
silver sapphire
in the
waning
sun.
July 3, 2018
Waterloo, ON
