Best Shell Poems

She held a seashell to her ear
But heard no soothing sea,
Just choking gasps of life caught in
An ocean of debris.

05.11.19


Bite Size Poem No.38 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Line Gauthier...

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sea's sound in the breeze
captured in a pretty shell. . . . 
nature's gift to me

lying on my bed
holding music to my ear. . . . 
I drift out to sea


For Brian Strand's 
VERSE any theme/form max of 8 lines Poetry Contest...

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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...

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I am a sea shell
exotic and rare
delicate, luminescent
beyond compare

I once was a home
for a creature so tiny
who hid in my depths
protecting her hiney

For she was so lovely
she gleamed and she shined
that she would've been eaten
in that tasty sea brine 

But I gave her long life
in...

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The old wood framed home stood stark and abandoned, a
shell of herself, where now new homes were standing..
Rotted roped windows wept with the rains and rattled and
trembled with each passing train..
The once solid foundation now unmoored by silt causing the
aged house to lean, a precarious...

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Strolling the beach one day, a magnificent shell I happened to see.
I picked it up and held it to my ear - just out of curiosity -
To see if the old wives tale was true that it could speak to me!
Behold! 'Tis true! What fantastic...

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I was born fifty years ago on April 10th 1964
Looking back through the years I began to explore

My mama said when it was time for me to be born
I decided to come early and fast in the wee morn

Born five week premature with jaundice I...

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I am the Shell of a POET, Gazing upon my Last Sunset : Dancing with Death
The Shell of a POET, absorbed in Nature: inhaling whispers with my last breath
I cloak myself  in HER Tapestry : Azure Blue painted Lovingly; with Life Rose Pink
I sleep...

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He paces steadily in the ash of evening
while a neck cranes to watch the darkness fall:
an armor on his back hardens amidst 
the chatter of leaves at the far end
 of a sea where danger waits.
Through a haze, a fearless turtle
stands guard against the rage...

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I'm aware that
They'll dare me to surrender when my burner's unkindled
And the barrel is empty
Since their whiskey is missing
 
But it's in our blood and baby it's trickling and
We're on a roll
 
I heard from her and her merciless curves
That the curse'll come first
Just 'fore...

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I wanted to be alone tonight,
to shuffle my thoughts in the ocean's breeze,
when the sun sets sail, with the lights going out
While I search the sky, in my solitude 
and ponder my  place in the scheme of things...

I wonder again, how I fit within...
How...

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DO NOT STAY GENTLE INTO THAT SHELL
Do not stay gentle into that shell,
Old age and death sails to snatch your day;
Wake up against the quenching bell,

For many will think the dark is theirs to sell,
Because time has failed to open the heap of their bay,
Do...

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Carcass evens out sand
Skin lands in your hands
Push past tainted smiles for better lands
Call me
When we reach the peak of boiling
and I've sweat out all my provisions
I'll answer
No need to memorize nonsense 
in your numbers stead
I will always know your name
And it plays like the...

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I am the shield that has protected this soul,
the armor of flesh that has yet kept it whole
I am the vessel that has carried it so far, 
the legs and the feet that have trod where we are
I am the walls within which it's dwelt,
the...

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Should you carry me, sweet fancy,
Only to descend flat into the ground?
Ashamed, I bear you now
Upon my weary shoulder - the shell of your frame
Ashamed of my name
Ashamed to the grave


March 21, 2015...

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