Forsaken As a Seagull
in the dimness
a slanted idea
straddling the streams
desolate as a seagull
breeze yanked spins
enduring virgin prayers
love is the pearl of my ordeal
no pity from the silent purplish blue
echoes meandering
consuming meager extension
secret whiff shifts
fastened by an impulse and a fantasy
1st PLACE CONTEST WINNER
Written: March 18, 2022
A BRIAN STRAND 1092 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Brian Strand
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