The seagulls
Flocked together
At the beach
Crying out in
Sync – Waiting
To welcome a few
People offerings’
Like some gourmet
Fries, breadcrumbs
Or a half-eaten
Pizza with shrimp
Meanwhile the
Foam tipped waves
Wash ashore
As the strong breeze
Blows – Forming
Seafoam balls
That entertains us
Beachcombers
As they drift along
The shores dancing
On the white
Powdery stage
The blue igloo like
Tents line the beach
Sheltering some, with
Their sea legs
Hanging out – As
Others bravely
Bask in bright
Afternoon sun
Trying to avoid
The red lobster
Look – As the day
Comes to a close