JP (Scratches on the page, making noise. / New York City)

Small Poems # 23

SHELL

There lying on a beach.
Just past mortal reach.
Waves cover with folded arms.
The shell forever gone.

CALLINGS

Many noises fill the sky.
Cries of shouts call to me.
Other energies of the deep call.
Torrential horror before my eyes.

LAUGH

Funny that little smile.
Sometimes it looks like a mile.
Showing none, not one tooth.
Far away, a loving gentle look.

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JESUS SAVES

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Comments (5)

LAUGH is excellent …its neonates laugh… Priceless and boundlessly swings our heart 10+ Ms. Nivedita UK
I am glad I discovered these little poetic treasures Joe....10
Huge little masterpieces! Ten! Linda
This is turning out to be a very intereting series. Beautifu; ....10
There lying on a beach. Just past mortal reach. Waves cover with folded arms. The shell forever gone -- My fav. As always you are able to take a few words and paint your picture. Awesome work