Sound Ordinance
Plus... D got a piece published (it's great)!
Even on this narrow sliver,
between big leaf maple and Sound,
home is distressed and shaken.
A scooter from the future shoots
scree as it speeds the waterfront.
Each passerby speaks out to their air -
a hundred soliloquies at the beach touch.
With this ruckus, even theÂ
squabble of gulls are driven
further into riptide.Â
If you want to read something WAY more beautiful about Puget Sound, D had a piece published recently in EcoTheo’s Autumn edition. It’s called A Week of Water and I’m biased but it’s wonderful. Anyway, I basically just wanted to write a preface for D’s piece and the above poem is what I came up with after a walk yesterday.
Did you know a group of gulls is called a squabble? I didn’t until this poem. Fitting though, right?
There was something too unfortunately poetic about a Bird Scooter startling gulls from their roost - it had to become a poem.