Gulls are tearing at the newspaper
Scrapping to get a morsel
Even if there isn’t one.
A wild, competitive confusion.
I don’t know the collective noun.
A flap perhaps?
Those gulls –
Those desperate, hungry gulls.
On trains, in rooms, in meetings.
By Henry Berry
Henry Berry lives in a rambling old house in the rural Vale of York, England. His writing focuses on external and interior, mental landscapes inspired by intimate contact with the countryside immediately around his home. His blog can be found at www.henryberry.blogspot.com/
Photo of gulls fighting for food scraps by Katarzyna Zdeb-Dudala