An Oyster Meets Aphrodite
She lies against the curve of the sea's hip,
Clothed only in sand.
And never before have I envied
Crushed quartz,
But I envy the dust that supports her.
When the tide thieves it away,
I shall drink one of those graced grains.
I'll pack that sedimentary sentiment
Into my shell.
I'll study it well,
Though it burns my tongue.
One day,
A suitor with a shallow knife
Will cut her from me,
Just to admire her beauty.
Were I he,
I would do the same.
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Hi, you don't know me but I was looking for other creative writing blogs and I found yours (after much searching!) *ahem* my thoughts on this poem, I like it what an interesting way to detail the creation of a pearl, I love how its told from a oyster's POV, thats very much new to me haha. The tone and rythem were good and the ending left me feeling satisfied. I look forward to reading what else your blog has to offer
Apr 20 2009
I LOVE this. Especially "sedimentary sentiment" - it rolls off the tongue so well.
(this is Christina, BTW)
Jan 14 2010
This one is my second favorite...so far...