Three haikus on San Francisco beasts

Floating and falling,
the gulls swirl like flecks of ash:
risen from what fire?

Sky of clouded pearl.
The gulls sweep like music struck
from the Bridge’s strings.

Companionable
sausages, the sea lions
sardine each other.


[And this also concludes the Just Go Do It Photo Challenge for Day 17: Colors.]

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