#hardshell
Now
You see me
Now you don’t
I hide behind barriers
I draw lines
And I don’t cross them
My walls are high
My mirrors they are confusing
The smoke it’s thick
And I
I am scared to let anyone in
Dec 26, 2018
Dec 26, 2018 at 9:20 PM UTC
I am but a mere jar of peanut butter
sitting on a shelf
because mostly that's
where I tend to leave myself
If you come and get me
then clearly you will see
labels that are printed
all over me
if you do not fancy
then fine throw me out
but if you think you'll like me
then its on our way to checkout
on our way to checkout
then to the car
to your little home
near or far
hard plastic outside
cool to the touch
at first I really truly
do not look like much
but when you dig down
and open me up
I'm soft
I'm sweet
and so unlike my shell
my labels sometimes lie
never really tell
I am but a mere jar of peanut butter
Pick me over fish?
know there'll be some work involved
proceed as you wish
Aug 26, 2016
Aug 26, 2016 at 9:57 PM UTC
White ***** shimmering.
Making holes along the way.
Flickering the beach sand; out of the way.
Digging homes; dream hide away.
Tides rise, they drift away.
Side-to-side; their paws prints sway.
Hard-shell, then soft shell- the caste away.
It’s all such a beautiful display.
Move in all directions .
Smooth get away.
Cool beach sands.
Try knot to get carried away.
Simmering; the Chef Santee.
Save that for another day!
Back against the sands,
Busy day, clear waters; ahead,
smoother get away.
May 21, 2014
May 21, 2014 at 6:58 PM UTC