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Seashells

Our trembling hearts Caught in wistful moments The magic inbetween Entwining time on lusters strange Pleasant sadness Arrays of sunshine Warming their special day We are suspended faeries in place Then snatched Dragged willingly Away from the familiar shoreline May 20, 2016

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Funom Makama

Date: 5/26/2016 1:15:00 PM

A wonderful piece. I love this beautiful share

Laura Breidenthal
Date: 5/26/2016 3:34:00 PM

You are very kind, Funom. I appreciate you stopping by. I was in a nostalgic mood while writing this one. Glad you loved it.. its people like ypu that keep me going. So thanks again.<3~Laura

Timothy Hicks

Date: 5/26/2016 12:36:00 PM

There you go again ... displaying sympathy and elegance for the little things. This conjures up so many memories for me; my first time on the beach collecting all those broken bits of shell, believing I had treasure ... to that little box of half a dozen sea-shells I still have in my room, of my most special finds. Wistful moments ... suspended faeries in places ... pleasant sadness ... you know how to move the soul when it comes to sentimentality. Lovely.

Laura Breidenthal
Date: 5/26/2016 3:33:00 PM

Thank you for sharing that with me, Timothy. Your comment made me smile. I still collect seashells from time to time, though I don't often go to the beach. One morning i Pismo beach, my mom and I decided to go for a walk along the shoreline. All across were sand dollars. They were everywhere! Always great memories at the beach... anyway, I adore your comments. Thank you my friend. <3 ~Laura

Duke Beaufort

Date: 5/26/2016 7:24:00 AM

beautiful--we are all these shells.

Laura Breidenthal
Date: 5/26/2016 3:29:00 PM

So true, my dear friend. Thank you for taking the time to visit my page and leave your thoughts. <3~Laura

Anthony Mark

Date: 5/22/2016 12:46:00 AM

what J.A.B said....lol.....but seriously, ..a lovely little abstract, engaging and vivid in its imagery, you know w how to cut the rind away and serve up a treat ...well done Laura......Ian

Laura Breidenthal
Date: 5/26/2016 3:25:00 PM

Thanks Ian. I appreciate your visits and feedback. I visited the beach a couple times this weekend. I thought it would be appropriate. <3~Laura

Justin Bordner

Date: 5/21/2016 6:55:00 PM

Your beautiful, vivid poem made me wonder about where seashells come from Laura, then the poetry conjured the vision of every heart having it's own shell...some ridged and wide, spotted with salt, others spun and crowned, so many soft and creamy shades of white, you'd think every drop of love rain is expressd in those gentlte hues...each having the smoothest pink believable within...J.A.B.

Laura Breidenthal
Date: 5/26/2016 3:22:00 PM

Your comment is more beautiful than this poem, Justin. Thank you for your amazing perspective. <3~Laura