Best Carapace Poems

Along the waters edge I strolled, as wavelets wet my toes

Rockpools filled with hidey holes where wary crabs had chose

To wait for the coming tide to venture out once more,

Hiding from the hunters, who scour the open shore.

Empty carapaces, lay scattered here and there

Evidence of...

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what a strange thing to compare yourself to,
something that slips from water to land
tastes the sun, slipping into the muddy dark again

what a strange comparison
woman and reptile
warm and 
cold blooded
things that carefully harbor their eggs
lets the sun run a hand of life
over their hearts
lead them...

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Focus here
on this carapace,
hollowed out and gifted
by the tides to thrill
the hand and eye,
smooth as a cheek
and so pink in the blush
of a setting sun.

Yet it presents no substance,
an object bleached of itself
in the emptiness of a shell,
confronts you with a void
that you rush to...

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A carapace of courage
Lies buried in the hills.
A library of wisdom
Stocked with empty pages,
Erased for all the ages.
A husk of special skills
And verbal vitality
Dad, juggernaut at rest....

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