Sara Kendrick Poet Verse

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Just a few thoughts about the shell on shelf ....Sara

Shell On Shelf

Shell on shelf
Bleached white touched by graying
Remember when held close to his ear

Ocean's waves
Did roar, drawing lover
Closer to hear all even small phrase

Those times gone
Only gray shell on shelf
White with age, fragile but waves still roar

If only
He would take me in hands
Gently caress to his waiting ear

Sponsor: Nette Onclaud
Contest: Parallelogram De Crystalline
Written by: Sara Kendrick
March 06, 2012

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Matthew Anish March 14, 2012 at 9:24 AM The sea always revives me when I walk on the boardwalk at Coney Island & Brighton Beach in Brooklyn, NY. The line "those times gone" is a powerful and all too true one. Peace & Love Matthew Anish

Charlotte Puddifoot March 9, 2012 at 4:31 PM congrats on your win sara; a poignant little one, I like it a lot :)

Kash Poet March 9, 2012 at 11:59 AM Congrats Sara on your win with this beautiful poem.enjoyed.

Carol Sunshine Brown March 9, 2012 at 7:16 AM Congratulations on your win in Nette's contest Sara. Love, Carol

Andrea Dietrich March 8, 2012 at 11:21 PM I love how you relate the shell to yourself. VERY original, Sara. Congrats on your win.

Nette Onclaud March 8, 2012 at 9:26 PM remarkable feel on life through the image of a shell, sara... congrats on your win in my contest...: huggs!

Christopher Bunton March 8, 2012 at 7:41 PM Congratulations!

Linda-Marie Sweetheart March 8, 2012 at 7:22 PM congrats Sara on a beautiful win for an amazing write on seashells luv.. knew it was wonderful at first read ..

Harry Horsman March 8, 2012 at 9:09 AM like this Sara, it is so uniique. harry

Nette Onclaud March 8, 2012 at 7:51 AM soup mail, sara...urgent!..:)

Jack Horne March 7, 2012 at 3:56 PM this reminds me of a big shell my gran owned - love it

Carolyn Devonshire March 7, 2012 at 11:23 AM Excellent use of personification for the shell that seems to have lost its original luster, but could still bring the joyful sound of waves to those who would pick it up. I'm sure this will do well in Nette's contest, but I am thinking it should be entered in the "Cobwebs and Dust" contest as well. Awesome! Love and winning wishes, Carolyn

Linda-Marie Sweetheart March 7, 2012 at 9:16 AM lovely lines of visual delight Sara.. seeing and feeling the sea shell with a personality all it's own luv.. good luck in contest..

Doris Culverhouse March 7, 2012 at 7:15 AM caresses his gun more than me.....