We gathered seashells from the shore and heard them
whisper into our ear. Pure the sand worked like page;
and clamour of passion soon appeared. In stillness the
splendor of ocean glints; as flashes of memory
surround like hint.
Seashells sing one song for me; enamour with secrets
about the sea. Streams of gold do flow from sun;
assure that future’s just begun. We smiled and waved
with aplomb; without a blush and without a qualm.
Ocean indifferent to blame or praise;
This reckless siege of battering days.
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Posted on poems written on Prompt Nights
and posted for Poems in April @ Real Toads
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There’s something so magical about sea shells – each a treasure that has been so many places and seen so many things.
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sea shells bring so many memories….sigh…”Streams of gold / do flow from sun; assure that future’s just / begun.” love these lines Sanaa, you write so beautifully…
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We are so of the mysterious, lovely sea but it is indifferent to us. Your last lines sum that up beautifully.
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“Pure the sand worked like page” This time this phrase stood out to me… made me think of how we write our imprint on the sand every time we visit. Lovely verse
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Ocean indifferent to blame or praise;
This reckless siege of battering days.
The ocean does not discriminate. One must be wary of eventualities. Rightly so Sanaa!
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Sea shells are a source of joy and laughter and mystery… wonderful words, Sanaa… 🙂
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Ahh, the secrets of the sea shells! The tides bring in so many stories with them, if we just listen! Wonderful poem, Sanaa!
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They do whisper secrets in our ears!
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I love the image of the sand as a page..i suppose if we pick up a piece of driftwood we can write whatever story we want upon it and as the sea washes it away so another story can begin
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That song of seashells lives within…
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Mankind’s fascination with the sea implies an inner knowing of our primordial roots searching for our unknown past. The susurration of the waves and the way shells whisper of the past give us that proof. I am glad I live close to the sea! Your posts always get me thinking.
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Your poem has made me yearn for the sound of a seashell pressed to my ear. Anything that has to do with the ocean and beaches and the sea… makes me think of home.
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Walking along the ocean can definitely inspire romance! What couple can ignore the roar and rhythm of the waves…
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‘We gathered seashells from the shore’ – how nice to recall this in many years to come….
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Though I was by the ocean recently, I didn’t see any sea shells. Your poem reminded me to look for them next time. I like the rhyme in this and the truth of the last stanza. Actually, I liked it all.
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I especially love that closing line.
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Sea shells are mysterious since they have the splendors of ocean tide! And.. tide is life! Beautiful poem, Sanaa.
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I have experienced this reckless siege of the non-judgmental sea, after the seashells, the glimmering and the whispering. Oh yes.
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The sea is nothing more or less than the sea with its tides ebbing and flowing ensnaring us in awe
Thanks for linking in at my Sunday Lime today Sanaa
Much love…
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The mystery of the sea, the secrets of the seashells, the gathering of love….gorgeous.
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Gorgeous words, as always.
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The ocean and it’s shells do sing to us.
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The sea is such a large part of literature–poetry especially. This is a lovely reflection.
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Very nice poem, brings back memories as a kid always told if you held the seashell to your ear you could hear the ocean.
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You’ve set such a picturesque scene, Sanaa 🙂
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Sea shells and ocean are therapeutic. I can spend all day at the sea. Thanks for this relaxing poem, Sanaa.
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sea-shells have so many secrets to share!
lovely poem, Sanaa. 🙂
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A beautiful song of the sea.
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Wonderful words in this. Eloquent – and somewhat stirring – as indeed, the ocean stirs one’s soul, Lovely, Sanaa,
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I could hear the sounds and the song!
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Seashells have such lovely nostalgic music inside them.
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You created a wonderful image and it is so alive…
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You have expressed beautifully the visual and mystical lure of the sea.
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Seashells sing one song for me…
That is beautiful.
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What a beautiful picture! I believe I could sit for an eternity listening to the secrets of the sea shells.
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Reading it again, I particularly love the final couplet.
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Sea shells bring their own special music to the sands of beach worlds. Beautiful poem – especially the reflection in the final couplet.
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You paint a beautiful picture of the seashore and it’s treasures. I am reminded of times spent in the same way,,
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What is it about seashells anyway? So irresistible.
“Pure the sand worked like page” LOVE that line, how many secrets were written and washed away in the tide never to resurface?
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Really enjoyed this. The image of seashells whispering songs into one’s ear is really beautiful.
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The ocean is certainly super indifferent; lovely close. k.
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Hi Sanaa ~~ I like to hear of people listening to the sea shells. I used to try also but have found out that I really can’t hear anything except echoes.
Very pretty matches the pretty poem. Good job.
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Beautifully done, Sanaa.
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Loved the revisit to this one…Again you caught me up in the allure of the sea.
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lovely pen, Sanaa ~
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Lovely, lovely!
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The ocean offers gifts as well as grief. I collected seashells again this weekend, and yes, I wonder at each of their stories –
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