Quillfyre

Aspiring to poet

25th Stone: on listening to the sea

Posted on January 25, 2012 by quillfyre

Day 25

on the window sill
a large pink conch sleeps
until I raise it to my ear to hear
the shush of the sea as it breathes
molecules of shell, fine filaments of krill
and tiny silver fish that slide through surf
a million tiny butter knives winking

4 thoughts on “25th Stone: on listening to the sea”

Andrea Beltran on January 25, 2012 at 11:29 am said:

Love everything in this, Carol! I can imagine myself doing this right now. Peaceful.

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- quillfyre on January 25, 2012 at 12:12 pm said:
  
  Thanks! I was inspired in part by a Canadian poet, Jason Heroux, who writes wonderful poems that are a shade off kilter.
  
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Gilly Gee on January 25, 2012 at 1:21 pm said:

Very rich use of words, ‘filaments of krill’ wow!

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- quillfyre on January 25, 2012 at 4:50 pm said:
  
  thanks, Gilly! your comments always make me smile and happy to be posting.
  
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