seagulls, early autumn

seagul from destepti.ro

to hold me
return
the seagulls
dreaming
above my
dreams
dreams
sounding of
cellos
walking home
I’m tired
but
crisp wind
through red
limbs
are
my streets
at low tide
changing masks

* To be read down, then back up.
* You may find that you pause in different places when reading back up. Thus the meaning of the poem may differ up from down.
* I find with this poem there is an optimistic ending after reading back up.

Photo: destepti.ro