Photo credit Sarah Whiley
Walking along the beach
feeling the sting of the punishing waves
searching the dregs of shells
amidst the jellyfish in their graves
searching for a reason to celebrate
feeling less than loveable
on this date
Then I saw the shell
so perfect in the sand
pleased to see the blue color
radiating on the land
I was hearten to observe
the sparkles on the shell
wind swirling around it
emitting a salty smell
Perfection in chaos as the
waves began to reclaim the shell
sparkling as it tossed and turned
seemed content even in hell
it made it through the storm
now floating outside the waves
as if comfort was the norm
as the sun warmed my skin
watching the shell disappear
feeling life can start again
copyright 2023 Debbie Pierce
The beach is such a spirit lifter. And then the blue shell? Lovely poem.
Thank you. I agree. The beach can be healing. Thanks for reading. Have a wonderful day!
Blue Oyster Shell
Cool. It is a beautiful shell. Thanks for reading. Have a wonderful day!
Beach, seawater, sand, shells. So much to celebrate.
I agree. Thanks for reading. Have a wonderful day!
Thank you for posting
wonderful Debbie, thanks for the inclusion.
Thank you. You are welcome. Have a wonderful day!
Thanks for sharing this poem. This oyster shell was so fascinating. Anita
You are welcome. I agree. That picture was so pretty and the oyster shell blended so well in the sand. Thanks for reading. Have a wonderful day!
It is as if you lived something or someone else’s lifetime in a matter of a moment.
Yes. That’s a cool concept. I like that. Thanks for reading. Have a wonderful day!
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