Formed
Hard layers to protect the creature within
A home at the bottom of the sea
Abandoned
Pounded by the surf
Washed to shore by the tide
Discovered
A treasure grasped by a child
The jewel on a necklace of string
Bud!
10 years ago
Thursday, June 26, 2008
Seashells
Formed
Hard layers to protect the creature within
A home at the bottom of the sea
Abandoned
Pounded by the surf
Washed to shore by the tide
Discovered
A treasure grasped by a child
The jewel on a necklace of string
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4 comments:
Love this poem. We are big collectors of seashells around here. Did you write this one?
Yes, this is one of mine. I was cleaning up some old shells from the basement and thought I'd do a seashell post. I'd love any feedback anyone has.
Right now I'm trying to decide on a craft to use up some of the hundreds of shells that are so hard to resist when walking the beach.
~Cindy
Nice poem! The shape of the text on the page (screen?) and the cadence brings to mind the waves. I'm looking forward to seeing the sea again.
Sarah - Thank you and with respect to the waves, it certainly does mimic that (although that wasn't done intentionally I must admit). I always miss the sea when I've not been to visit for a couple of years. The sound of the waves is so lulling.
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