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Turtle Hatchings

We can all take a lesson from the sea turtle. She does not travel thousands of miles or risk all for her ego. She has an instinct for greatness --- one that I believe is found in all living creatures.
Mary Alice

turtle hatch
when shores are bare
and warm
nesting by night
to shun exposure
to vultures
fire ring
hewn turtle
scared shell
by night storm
newborns rise
slight sloths rush to sea
will ne'er see their mum once
and
shed tears to clear eyes

Written: December 06, 2022

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Checked by HMS.COM: 11 Lignes : 3, 4, 2, 4, 5, 3, 2, 3 ,2, 3, 3, 5, 6, 1, 5

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Kim Rodrigues December 7, 2022 at 6:03 PM Great subject matter for the Yalto…love this form!

Andrea Dietrich December 7, 2022 at 1:07 PM what a lovely theme you chose for your Yalto!! and thanks for all the sweet comments you leave for me and for the other poets.

Vijay Pandit December 7, 2022 at 5:41 AM You chose a wonderful theme for this well executed Yalto my friend. Not easy to write--you explained this nature's wonder perfectly.

Tom Cunningham December 7, 2022 at 5:25 AM An enjoyable verse Lasaad, have seen them hatch and then head to see, sadly some don't make it because of predators. Last year saw about five in Turkey, amazing to see them glide under water. Hope your week is going well. Tom Sotto Poet December 7, 2022 at 6:20 AM Thank you so much for your insightful comment, Tom. Turkey shores are cited among the few spots left in the world for turtle hatchings. Hope your week is going well as well.

Valsa George December 6, 2022 at 9:41 PM You are too quick in hatching poems like the turtle :) The turtle seeks the ideal time and makes use of the earliest chance to lay eggs when the sea strand is bare. The young ones too once they are hatched never wait to see their mother or be preyed by predators. They swim into the sea and make themselves safe. Your poem has given me much food for thought.