Monday, March 22, 2010

That Piece of the Ocean

A little shell
That breathes the air above
The ocean
Whispers of the waves,
The ebb and high tides
Little notes, high and low
In shades varied
Spikes and twirls
From a million waves
Washed over

That bit of shell
Brown and white, a little pink
I press into my palm
That piece of the ocean
I hold close to me.

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