I see those posts every day –
posts protruding several feet above the high tide mark
here in the waters of a bay that’s part of Tampa.
Pelicans and gulls love to stand on those posts —
seldom are their tops without a bird.


As soon as one flies away
another takes its place.


I do not know the reason for those posts’ attraction
and am curious about the lure
that keeps then occupied by winged creatures.


Such deep thoughts often occupy my mind
as I ambulate great distances on a treadmill
and face a window allowing me to see this wonder
near where the water meets the land.

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