Skittling Poems | Examples

Scything Shells

Flippers so languidly beat
As mates float in the deep
Coupling dreamily on a lazy tide

And when it is time
She shall lie
Upon a secret hollow

Known only to her
And the King of tides
To pledge her young before a setting sun

And when it is time
They will rise from a sandy womb
To begin their panic in search of the sea

Sculling and skittling they
Inch their shells
Scything sand at terror

From swooping gulls
And cranky crabs
To giant hands that hold no pity

Yet those that nose
The frothy sea first
Begin a quest that will ultimately test

These gentle souls
To the brink of damnation
Upon oceans deep
And yet we weep

And yet we weep…


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