Faye Gibson Poet Free verse

Fragments of Shell

Tossed upon blank beaches
like men without souls,
shell fragments littering the sand.
Each broken shell once could sing
lyrics lilting of glories past,
tales spun in Dresden colors,
soft, shimmering memories - 
blissful days beneath shining seas.

In broken men who walk the earth,
vignettes I view . . .
shattered beauty every one.

Copyright, August 3, 2014
Faye Lanham Gibson

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Kelly Deschler August 23, 2014 at 9:08 PM This is a very unique and moving write, Faye. The metaphor is really beautiful and soulful. Congrats on your first place win!

Mark Trichet August 21, 2014 at 10:11 PM Excellent Faye, you have captured this contest to perfection, loved "Each broken shell once could sing lyrics lilting of glories past" Congrats

Shadow Hamilton August 19, 2014 at 4:18 AM beautifully penned Faye congrats on win hugs

Connie Marcum Wong August 19, 2014 at 2:49 AM Oh my Faye, this is truly wonderful and one of your best! I can see why Andrea thought so too. This is going into my fav's. Big Congratulations on having it chosen number ONE!

Regina Mcintosh August 18, 2014 at 9:52 AM Beautiful poem. Congratulations on your top win. Happy writing and God bless you. Love and prayers, Gina

Charlotte Puddifoot August 18, 2014 at 5:18 AM yes, I agree with what andrea has said; would've been a top winner with me, too, for sure...I read this one before and knew it would be difficult (and probably impossible) to top it! I love the new style of writing that is emerging from you, like a butterfly from a chrysalis, it's wonderful to see! congrats on your top win :)

Dr.Ram Mehta August 18, 2014 at 5:16 AM I love the imagery in the poem, Faye. congrats

Nette Onclaud August 18, 2014 at 1:08 AM endearing write, faye... applause to you!

Poet Destroyer A August 17, 2014 at 10:17 PM Faye, Congratulations, in Andrea's contest:)....Love Linda

Pandita Sietesantos August 17, 2014 at 7:35 PM Faye, congratulations on hitting the number one winning spot with this incredible piece. Well-deserved, my dear! Warmest regards, Pandita.

Olive Eloisa Guillermo - Fraser August 17, 2014 at 5:26 PM the imagery is incredible yet the message is so sure.. they go well accordingly.. :) Congratulations..! . GBU from olive

Jan Allison August 17, 2014 at 5:20 PM Incredible imagery - unique take on the theme a great win:-) Hugs Jan xx

Brian Johnston August 17, 2014 at 5:04 PM The shattered beauty of a city like Dresden was indeed a needless waste by many accounts. Building bombs always increases the risk however that they will be used. if war is an oxymoron so to it seems is peace. When will we ever learn!

Andrea Dietrich August 17, 2014 at 4:55 PM breathtakingly beautiful, faye. you are surely one of my favorite poets when you keep writing like this. Honestly I did not know it was you, and I think you have been top with me two or three times now? this is perfect in every way, what can I say? Congrats with a fave!

Tim Smith August 17, 2014 at 4:26 PM I love all the beautiful imagery Faye...congrats Tim

David Mohn August 17, 2014 at 2:08 PM Wow Faye...I can see why Andrea placed this at the top..congrats

Debbie Guzzi August 17, 2014 at 1:33 PM You have a very unique point of view it is redreshing fav image [tales spun in Dresden colors] Congrad's on your win Light & Love

Robert Nehls August 6, 2014 at 7:29 PM War is such a horrible thing, Faye. The casualties go far beyond the end of any war. The senseless destruction of so many lives is impossible to understand, God help us all.... Robert.

John Lawless August 3, 2014 at 9:06 PM Faye, I find a hint of tribute to those who served in battle and now, seemingly broken men and women. Beautifully comforted in the last short stanza. The last line in particular: "shattered beauty every one." Faye Gibson August 6, 2014 at 1:57 PM Hi, John...been doing the grandma thing the past several days, so I am way behind. Thanks for your comments. I love what you gleaned in this verse; I have a nephew who was in the special forces--no physical wounds, but there are many deep scars.