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…On Poetry and Fiction

Just “One Word” Away ("Seashells")

written by: Phyllis P. Colucci

@FictionTarot

 

One word becomes one idea, becomes one sentence, becomes one poem, becomes one story. It must start from just “one word”. Today my one word is “Seashells”.

 

SEASHELLS

The colorful and intricate empty seashells you encounter along the beach are now vacant homes to some, memories of a past life to most, shelter to others, souvenirs to we humans, and just simply nature’s beauties telling tales of a joyous life once lived in the mighty sea. If you lift a large seashell up to your ear and listen closely, you will hear its magical story through the sounds of a roaring ocean; through the echoes of its nautical dreams; through the gift of a wild imagination. It will speak only to you, as it reveals the secrets of the vibrant shore - the sparkling sands, the flaming sun, the wondrous tides, the haunting moon, the crashing waves, and the sweet aromas from the surf. You will respond with emotion as you yearn to hear more, reveling in this enchanting moment of a lifetime.

 

SEASHELLS

Walking along the sands
Feeling that familiar crunch under one’s feet
Stopping to finally understand it
Fascinating seashells
Exquisite shapes; magnificent colors
Yet, they are so much more than that…
Once the home to grand sea life
who created their shape and fine texture,
now sadly abandoned and vacant
...Existing to provide shelter for sea strangers
who are so frightened and in search of a home
…They exist with great beauty
for the most curious to see
Children and adults collect them in bulk;
School treats and home treasures
Displayed on huge walls
Sitting on shelves
Poised behind clear shining glass
They hold the secrets of time
They tell stories of a past life
A joyous time in “their” ocean
When someone wore them with pride
- Until it was over
- and the seashells washed up on the beach -
Empty and alone…with purpose no doubt
They shared magical stories on end
About the raging force of an ocean
With echoes of nautical dreams
So lift the largest shell high, up to your ear
Listen with love and devotion
Revel in the sounds of its enchanting song
Embrace its spectacular theme -
The vibrant shore
The sparkling sands
The flaming sun
The wondrous tides
The haunting moon
The crashing waves
- Adorned with sweet aromas from the surf...
You will yearn to hear more,
as the sounds from a seashell
allow your imagination to soar;
While you travel quite lightly,
visiting the vibrant seashore

 

NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR:
"Seashells" are so much more than crackling sounds under our bare feet, as we walk along the sand. They hold the secrets of time, and tell the grandest "sea" stories; stories about ocean themes and nautical dreams. Just hold one up to your ear, listen closely, and let your imagination soar.

Phyllis P. Colucci

Phyllis P. Colucci

I am a freelance / indie writer (fiction, poetry, blog), residing in Brooklyn, New York.
I retired from a Supervisory/Admin position with a Federal Law Enforcement agency in NYC, a few years back.
Presently, I am pursuing my passion for writing, and most of my writing has that New York edge.
Phyllis P. Colucci
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