Poem -
the colour of seashell
loneliness
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sharp
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as seashells under soft white toes
small hollow imprints that
ebbing brine knows
fills upΒ
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transforms
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pink blue crushed shapes that glow
acknowledged
releasedΒ
back to the ancient sea flows
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M P 20/4/22
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quite simply splendidΒ
and
in every bloomin respect
this is shorely one to visit
time n tide agen :)Β
x
Thanks Nev...appreciated x
I love your serene words. I can just hear the ocean and taste the brine.
Thanks love x
Beautiful imageryβ¦. Another wonderful MP βοΈ
Thanks so much John x
Seashells, forgotten, cast off homes from millions of yesterday lives which pain our barefoot strides. What an incredible world.
I love it when writing like yours punches me into realisation of the beauty all around us.
Beautiful comment..thankyou x