Gull-FlightIt was the flickering almost-shadows that drew me outside. I say almost because I wondered how there could be shadow with so much cloud. But there they were, tracing faint shapes; a collective streaming ellipse in the sky. Soundless.

And then another cloud, a low thrum, and I knew what brought the gulls. A swarm of insects, tiny and winged. Sticking to my damp skin, working their way into my hair, slipping under the thin gaps between clothing and flesh.


One of These Birds is Not Like the Others

© Karen McRae, 2014

35 thoughts on “Shadows

  1. Ethereal is the word that comes to mind and graceful. We too get gulls with only one leg. Is it a chance encounter with a nasty beastie from the deep, or something even more nasty like a fishing line caught tight around a leg that eventually dies and falls away 😦 What ever has happened they still cope and get on with living and fly as beautifully as the next bird.

  2. Oh gorgeous! So much white on white in the sky, I love it! Beautifully written! Beautiful composition! 🙂

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