Just listen.
If you’re very quiet …
you can hear things,
stranger than the night itself;
the creaks and crackles
like the black of a wrapper,
or whispers like the breath,
or moans, many times, distantly;
you can hear the noises
of coffee poured, or a rumbling teevee,
languishing laughter,
making out sense and time;
it could be you hear nothing,
you really do hear nothing,
so … what do you SEE?
They may live In dry deserts, But it’s not their Just desserts! They are true survivors, Their poohs are Ground revivers In the hottest desert spots! They don’t envy You your jungle, They LOVE What they have got! By J.R.Poulter, 2023
Once I had a seesaw That lifted me up high. I saw across my neighbours, Right up into the sky.
My seesaw let me see so far I saw the distant sea, So now I call my seesaw A seesawsawseasee
You can hear these gull calls at:
https://www.seattletimes.com/pacific-nw-magazine/listen-gull-calls/
Australian Children’s Poetry 