Still Life with Piano and Seagull

[Leanne]

After a broken sleep -- I wonder if there's not a stronger word than "broken" to use here -- it makes your opening line just a little bland
Devoid of dreams
And with no promises to keep
I lingered at my window
And beheld a black piano -- this sounds a bit unnatural -- perhaps "where I glimpsed a black piano"
Stranded at the end of a sandbar
In a sparkling blue bay -- I like the picture, and the juxtaposition of music and nature -- perhaps another adjective besides "sparkling blue", which is borderline cliche

An ivory seagull -- nice play on "ivory"
Hovered above the instrument -- you could probably remove this line and go with "listened for a melody", as its hovering is implied later
Listening for a melody
In the key of air
And water
And sky
And wind
And freedom
And it swooped to play
The chord of loneliness
In the cry of scavengers
In their wheeling pursuit
Of sustenance and love
Knowing their place
In the scheme of things -- a bit of a cliche

The gull, rising, floated
On a current of air
To where I waited at the window -- maybe just "to my window"
And it beat its wings slowly
Staying level with my face -- do you need "staying"?
And I felt a strange affection
As I gazed into its golden eyes
And smiled at my reflection

© Donna Devine

Lovely ending, Donna, and a very peaceful poem that brings together some of my favourite motifs. There's a bit of editing that can be done here but it's well worth workshopping.