Kelsi Nichols Poet Limerick

Turtle Lagoon

In my room I hold a turtle lagoon
Though it's dry to the eye and the touch
I avoid their disturbance, they require no survice
Simply, in my room they have a niche
Upon my selves I spy moving turtle shells
Without a turtle inside to see
As miracles they are hidden, by the use of this disguise
To negate the fact that they're free
They perform the former by winding the stormer
and forcing my room to sway
On their backs, I find my nacks 
That they travel and lose,
But in my space they stay
Only now is it obvious what my sight obligates
It is my responsability to find and write
But what's curious to me, but expected by we,
is that I'm the only one with this sight

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Debbie Guzzi April 26, 2010 at 2:33 PM Hi new friend please use spell check on your nice verse and let me know how the turtle guards you? Expand the verse a bit please. Light & Love

Debbie Guzzi April 16, 2010 at 9:37 AM It's a very interesting RHYMING form of verse. Light & Love

Carolyn Devonshire May 1, 2009 at 12:11 PM This is such a creative and delightful poem, Kelsi! I love the thought of turtles hiding their presence as the shells move about your room. The title caught my eye. I am part of a group that works to promote the safety of sea turtles. They are intriguing creatures. When out fishing, I look for turtles. They hover over reefs that are rich in fish. Great poem -- I feel a personal connection so it's going into my favorites. Best Wishes, Carolyn