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Of Ghost Shrimps and Things (IP)

Posted by Silver Spun Sand on September 18, 2011 - 14:15
from the ABC set Silver Spun Sand Poems

Transparency
their speciality...
like shards
of liquid glass
seducing strands
of eel-grass
as it wefts
and it weaves
beneath the waves.
Nothing else to do
but shimmer
and snake...
like a slender,
strawberry-blonde
in a see-through,
slinky dress;
soporifically silver
as a siren’s singing.
Tangerine...through
palest pink;
kaleidoscope colours...
such versatility
in their camouflage;
scavengers by trade,
in a shrimp eat shrimp –
survival of the fittest,
sort of way...
Death – less
than a breath away,
in this world
beneath the sea
where life multiplies
like the stars,
then devours itself.
Days come
and they go –
as constant
as the tide
as it ebbs
and flows
to the waxing
of the moon
as the wing
of the crow
will eclipse
the midday sun...
and the old,
brown cow
will ever
chew the cud,
and the dish –
run away
with the spoon.

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Comments

Blessing | September 18, 2011 - 14:28

Clever!!! Wondering if the dish had cream in it ... from the brown cow of course!

Silver Spun Sand | September 18, 2011 - 14:30

Thank you, Blessing;-) I think it most definintely did have some full-cream milk in it. Probably, Jersey;-)

Strangely enough, I was just reading your poem and was about to comment, when this caught my eye.

Have a peaceful Sunday, and I love your name, by the way;-)

Tina

skinner_jennifer | September 18, 2011 - 14:33

Hi Tina,

I love the way you have written this and adore the
ending, it fits in so well with the rest of the
poem.

I also found it very colourful, as you said a
kaleidoscope of colours.

Can't wait to read more of your work, from one of
your fans.

Jenny.

Silver Spun Sand | September 18, 2011 - 14:46

Thanks, Jenny;-) I enjoyed writing this, and I'm glad you enjoyed reading it.

Tina

Cavalcaderl | September 18, 2011 - 17:24

new Silver-Spun-Sand
What! a cracker poem,
for the (IP) this week.
Full of images and colour,
the sea creatures, and blonde
in slinky dress. Laughed at last
stanza. The brown cow, and the dish
that ran away with the spoon.
Course there is a Jersey cow!
Have you been to Jersey we have, worse
crossing ever then!
Most enjoyable read of perfection.
julie xx

Silver Spun Sand | September 18, 2011 - 17:44

No - never been to Jersey, Julie;-) Really pleased you enjoyed this;-)

Tina

fatboy74 | September 18, 2011 - 20:51

What a lovely ending - very much enjoyed this Tina full of great phrasing. :-)

Cavalcaderl | September 18, 2011 - 22:09

new Silver-Spun Sand
Tina,
Well done, on the cherry!
julie x

Silver Spun Sand | September 19, 2011 - 06:53

fb, pleased you enjoyed, and many thanks for letting me know;-)

Tina

Silver Spun Sand | September 19, 2011 - 06:54

Thanks, Julie. Have a good week;-)

Tina xx

barryj1 | September 20, 2011 - 14:21

This wasn't so much a poem as a feast for the senses... all five and perhaps a few more that haven't been clearly identified as yet. I read this poem of yours very, very, very slowly - sort of the way someone savors a fine wine. I wasn't disappointed.

P.S. Loved the ending!!!

Silver Spun Sand | September 20, 2011 - 14:43

Thanks, Barry - your wonderful comment, as colourful as the poem, if not more so;-)

Tina

MistakenMagic | September 20, 2011 - 17:07

A new style for you, Tina - I love it! All the assonance and alliteration makes each line flow seamlessly, one into the other. Very well done!

Magic xxx

Silver Spun Sand | September 20, 2011 - 17:51

This one I really had fun with, and I'm so pleased you liked it, Magic. Many thanks for reading;-)

Tina xxx

seashore | September 21, 2011 - 11:19

Much enjoyed, great stuff!

Silver Spun Sand | September 21, 2011 - 12:10

Thank you, Coral;-)

Tina