the gulls
crying out
gliding soaring
around the buildings
always returning
to rest
by the sea
like my thoughts
seeking attention
circling spinning
inside my head
always settling
to linger
on you
Being Present for the Moment
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Leonard Durso 
VERY nice poem. Thank you for sharing it with us.
Thank you, Emily.
Always seek a place to land…
It certainly helps since one can stay afloat forever.
Very, very nice, Len! This one shows me what I wish we could see more often…one excellent poet in his own right, not just a translator! More, more! 🙂
Ron
This is very kind of you to say. Thank you, Ron.
I’m reminded of the seagulls following us on the Bosphorus
Yes, and people throwing out pieces of bread or simit to feed them. A good memory.