red roses scattered

the shore a silent witness

gulls keen overhead

 

 

David Trudel       © 2014

 

 

5 Haikus

 

leaves growing green

deeper than lost shadows

birdsong soundtrack

 

 

bleached driftwood sleeping

blanketed by swaying grass

a chorus of frogs

 

 

the pull of the beach

an ocean mesmerized

toes curl in the sand

 

 

blossoms punctuate

this animated landscape

spring revelation

 

 

intertidal echoes

resonate against the sand

gulls soar overhead

 

 

David Trudel   © 2014

 

 

Skydiving

pressed against nothing

the gull balances its soaring inclination

with the inevitability of gravity

holding onto a fixed moment

perched on wind

comfortably as on a branch

then tips forward

slipping

into motion

 

 

David Trudel       ©  2013

 

 

Gulls

These gulls are larger than the ones you see downtown

Feeding on binscraps of bloated tourist food

This trio are bypassing the city and heading up the coast

To tidal pools and tidelines where they’ll feast on authenticity

Now they pause to carousel a thermal

Corkscrewing in circle drifts

A fourth transcends out of the clouds and joins in

I look away for an instant

When I look back they have vanished

Into the gray sameness overhead

 

 

David Trudel  © 2013

 

 

No Time To Mourn

 

There is no time to mourn

This brutal passing

This silvered flash

This sacramental transformation

Before this salmon had respite from its journey

Eagles tore it asunder

Feasting on the choicest morsels

Cleanup gulls sweep up the rest

Bringing fishfragments to new life

High above, circling

 While rain drums down

River overspills lawn

Everything a lot more fluid

On this gray day

Cloudcleansed and riverscoured

Nature serves holy communion

All around

David Trudel    © 2012