Shell

by angela on February 2, 2012


conch shell
This is a very simple poem that I wrote when I remembered holding a shell to my ear as a child and believing that I could hear the sound of the seaside inside it.

A poem doesn’t need to be purely descriptive:  use your own experiences, thoughts or associations as ideas for things to say in your poem.

 

 

Sounds of waves can be imagined

Howling on the shore.

Ears are carefully,

Listening, then

Listening some more.

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