Dark Harbor, 1943, N. C. Wyeth
Decades they had the same concerns.
The fish served well their contact
with collaborative community.
The chat usually has been held
in compromising state.
But time has changed.
The leadership of this season passed
to yelling seagulls. It was hard
not to listen to their caring
voices.
“The squeaky wheel gets oil.”
Brenda Warren
ha. at least the animals realize it is better in a collaborative community...
ReplyDeleteseagulls with a caring voice...huh...smiles.
I like that the animals get involved here--Happy Weekend to you!
ReplyDeletehave to watch those seagulls, always ready to eat
ReplyDeleteNice poem, delicious !!
ReplyDeleteoh yes- like in the film Nemo- the gulls say " Mine mine mine"
ReplyDeleteinteresting ... from the egocentric humans to the egocentric gulls ...
ReplyDeleteha - the seagull's shrieks are bone-piercing for my ears...smiles... very cool take on the pic and i like what you did with the words as well
ReplyDeleteAnd the squeaky gull? What does it get?
ReplyDeleteWhirling with Basho
Living by the sea, with many, many seagulls... yes they definitely are the squeaky wheel!
ReplyDeleteThe squeaky wheel indeed...
ReplyDeleteThe sea has a way of taking charge...and keeping safe
ReplyDeleteOh my yes, the games they play so well! Lovely!
ReplyDeleteGood for the seagulls to let us know , smiles ~
ReplyDeleteThe seagulls do look as though they could get the upper hand, maybe . . . .
ReplyDeleteLoved your interpretation ~ Eddie . . :)