the red gull
kindness in kind & who
holds until an end
that cannot take
its far shore
thrown
away
a gull
a shade
fading on
red horizon
a kindly kin
seen in
every
hard
moment
a turn inside
this want of kin
each alone in
this knot
tethered
a loose
skin
a bind
to claim
waiting for
a hand soft
upon the sand
of that close
& swelling
sea
Richard Lance Williams
Posted over on More Poetry
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