a calcium carapace,
sits upon the mantle's shelf. dreaming of the sea,
craving water and salinity.
pretty trinket ivory white,
a plump smooth bubble with cafe au lait dotted curve, leading to,
sensuous convex lip,
scintillating burnt caramel
hue.
what lived in such a
palace of the sea.
what graced the interior hall.
did it wonder,
at the beauty of it's home,
or did it only see,
the weight of the walls, pressing in.
does the palace discarded
on the shelf dream,
of saltwater
and former self.
or is it an inamate relic,
of an unregarded time,
with out measured reason, unresonating thought, unrimed.
does it know
it is
beauty sublime.
napowrimo day 18
prompt: write a poem of/ about seashells but not necessarily the sea
(a list of sea shell names were given) the shell referred to in this writing was not on that list but is i am informed an australian shea shell
"EATONIELLIDAE "
'Crassitoniella flammea"
with out of the ordinary colouring on the shell-lip.
