
~ Our rooftops, his cliffs ~
He with sharpest beak, claw, eye,
believes he is king.
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Author: Sarah Potter Writes
Sarah is a British eccentric who writes offbeat fiction, haiku and tanka poetry. When stuck for words, she sketches or paints instead. She's into nature conservation, sustainability, gardening, dogs, natural health, and reading. Her sociability is something that happens in short bursts with long breathing spaces in between.
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Love this one, Sarah. 🙂
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Thanks, Sylvia 🙂
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Perfect! Again, Sarah, you help me start my day with a smile.
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Thanks, Naomi 🙂
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He is!! Lovely Sarah. I love the gulls.
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We have loads of them around here, both large and small, but mostly large. Occasionally I fall out with them when they decorate my car with white blobs!
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😀
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Wonderful, I love a great haiku that is so expressive as yours!
by the way, congratulations, I just nominated you for the Versatile Blogger Award! Please come to https://aishasoasis.wordpress.com/2014/05/27/aishas-egypt-a-very-versatile-goat/ to claim your prize! ♥♥♥ ;^)
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Thank you so much, Aisha, for your kind comment about my haiku and for nominating for the Versatile Blogger Award 🙂
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Seagulls are quite like cats in that regard 😉
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Indeed they are.
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