I Like Turtles 2
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They are green. And sometimes mean. They have a shell. If they bite u it hurts like hell.

One lonely turtle has found itself being removed
Regina Riddle

Speeding along a curved road
Eyes watching the asphalt’s twists and turns
I happen upon a substantial rock
Lying along the road on my course
It takes a few seconds for me to realize
That big brown rock isn’t what it seems
The rock has a yellow neck, legs, a head and tail
That beckon me to stop despite what lies ahead
My reasoning forces me to ponder on it’s future
Will the next car around the curve stop for this comrade
Or will it be struck and left for dead?
I put my car in park and hurry to pick it up
One lonely turtle has found itself being removed
From the path of oncoming vehicles
Taken to the grassy side of the road
Facing the opposite direction
In hopes that it will find it’s way far from
The impending danger of traffic
Now, this one turtle has a better chance
At living out it’s life at it’s own slow pace

©2014 by Regina Riddle

#nature   #turtle  
Spy the turtle-there!
Amber Lynne

Spy the turtle-there!
Playing peek-a-boo with me,
loving the whimsy.

Sitting here,  I wonder
Maybe we aren't so different
Maybe there is good in you
After all.

My faith it grows,
Just a drop,
But enough for me to
Escape my small shell of hatred.

But just like that
My drop evaporates
And I am stuck
Back in my shell again.

#the   #and   #humanity   #shell   #turtle  
Turtle hasn't sleep.
Avery Glows

My mom sleeps early.
She isn't a night owl.
She lives in the day.
And everything around when
the sky is bright.
the streets are loud.
She leaves the house at 9pm. sharp
And went off in her snores.

My dad stays up late.
Until twelve.
And when the last 60 seconds
ended the day.
He'd turn off the TV
"Has been a long day"
he'd say.
And he'd go to bed.

And me.
I'm no bubbly girl.
or pretty.
cheesy blondy.
Maybe just a good nerd.
But I know the night.
And I love it.
1a.m. is free.
My private afternoon.
with cookies and tea.
And I'd turn on the lights.
Walk with my ankles light
off the ground.

Turtle hasn't sleep.
no he's like me!
He'd wiggle his tail and
towards my face.
As if to say,
"heya buddie"
he should have eaten but
he knows.
he knows.
I feed my Turtle at
in the morning.
And he never says no.

#cute   #young   #animal   #kids   #childhood   #child   #childish   #turtle   #adorable   #tortoise  
Is turtle
Nestor David Armas
Nestor David Armas
Jan 19, 2013

My love
Is turtle
From my heart
To yours,
Your judgement
Is rabbit
From your eyes
To my face,
And I can't
Shell out
The clarity
Any faster
Before your
Dumb lucky foot
Will trip you up
Won't you pause
Let me catch up
And touch you
Slowly but surely
Bring you round
And sit by me,
Glad you lost the race
Before I ambled out
Of your life forever
And you would have been
Left in your hole of regret...
APAD13 018 - © okpoet

Sep 9

Concealed under my shell
No one sees me
I am safe
Not from you.

Your curious mind
With some extra time
And suddenly I'm exposed.

My markings a novel you peruse
Do you comprehend?
Well, how could you.

I'll get to work
My shell will be unbreakable
But I no longer exist beneath it.

slow turtle slow, the hare did not necessarily win
matthew kus
matthew kus
Jan 2, 2012

picture taking souls escaping click shutter click
times a wasting
2 make haste a makin'
slow turtle slow, the hare did not necessarily win the racin'
its the haste he was makin' that slowd the pace he was pacin'
go turtle go steady as she goes
with er' ribbons an bows
time grows an grows
with er' ribbons an bows

I see a Turtle swiming near.
Sandra Gibbons
Sandra Gibbons
Jul 10, 2011

I had cried a sea of tears
And began to drown.

Trashing out, Unheard screams
Bubbles filled my lungs.

I long for safety and a home
Not this empty black cavern thats sinking very near.

I look up out of desparation
far above my  pain.

And then black tears turn purple,
I see a Turtle swiming near.

The sea Turtle I've always wanted
I realse all my fear.

I float upward crowned in a bubbling glow
My sea Turtle loves my bubbles.

And away we go.

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