Tuesday, June 11, 2013

Nautilus, broken

Partially embedded in the sand,
a nautilus, chambered, broken
perhaps by driftwood or a foot,
carelessly trod until the crunch
was heard. Pieces glisten
in their sheen; the sound of the sea
fractured yet still identifiable.

This poem is submitted for Open Link Night at dVerse Poets. To see more poems, please visit dVerse Poets. The links will be live at 2 p.m. Central time today.

Photography by Petr Kratochvil via Public Domain Pictures. Used with permission.


Brian Miller said...

even fractured it still carries the sounds of its birthing...lovely little capture...

and hey i hear good things on the sequel to your book...

Rundelane Blog said...

I would "LIKE" Brian's comment, if this were Facebook. Alas.

Glynn, your writing is phenomenal. Thank you for sharing your gift with this world.

Martha Jane Orlando said...

Elegantly written, my friend! Beautiful!

Laurie Kolp said...

I love that last line. It can apply to so many things.

Troy said...

Savored every word of this, Glynn. Just beautiful.

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LaTonya Baldwin said...

Word choice,word choice,word choice.it's what makes poetry glistening. Well done.