Ocean Drying Softly

I whispered your name into the inner

twisting curl of a conch shell, hoping

an echo from saltier waves would carry

it through shadow-rimmed currents until it

flowed softly along the shore, like my breath

settling across your neck

Reviews

[Mark D]

Lovely little poem....I didn't know those shells were called "Conch". A wee bit of knowledge gained as well!

[Darryl Davis]

A lovely snapshot

[Abhishek Ramkissoon]

short but felt the warmth in it. enjoyable read, very nice.

[AndyJCash]

A wonderful piece with a lot of interesting imagery. Had to read it a couple of times to understand the piece entirely because of the vast amount of what is going on in such a short space. I like it.

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This is a wonderful write, I really enjoyed this piece.

[E.V. Black]

Excellent, excellent, and excellent! A thousand times bravo!
This is really beautiful and lyrical. You're a really wonderful poet. I hope you publish more of your works. I look forward to reading more of your work. This poem made me remember back to the few times my family visited the ocean. It's just so lovely and cool down there. I love the clean salt water, the breeze, and the sun on the skin. Mhm, so wonderful.
You brought those particular memories back for me. I hope you write more. I am indeed looking forward to it! :D