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November 2009 
A shell on the Beach
Posted on Aug 28th, 2006
by 
sherab
sherab
I found this shell, a fragment on the sand;
A poets perfect spiral cracked by time,
Crushed by tides, abandoned on the shore.
The gulls were done with what had lived within.
The striped shell and pearl insides, both picked clean.
Snails and crabs had scoured the smallest chambers.
The empty test left me dreaming of whorls;
Imperfect spirals wrapped around my heart.
Each cell extended life another day.
Between the sun and wave I lost my self`.
A great sound echoed in that broken shell:
Cupped against my ear, something lost returned.
All along the beach a great silence fell.
My empty head against a broken shell.
A poets perfect spiral cracked by time,
Crushed by tides, abandoned on the shore.
The gulls were done with what had lived within.
The striped shell and pearl insides, both picked clean.
Snails and crabs had scoured the smallest chambers.
The empty test left me dreaming of whorls;
Imperfect spirals wrapped around my heart.
Each cell extended life another day.
Between the sun and wave I lost my self`.
A great sound echoed in that broken shell:
Cupped against my ear, something lost returned.
All along the beach a great silence fell.
My empty head against a broken shell.
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