Shadows

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.
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The-One-footed-Gull

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.

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