Seashells and bones.. the chalky basis of continents and the detritus of their living inhabitants: these should have some songs to sing.
the leftovers of another life....it is nice to think they can come together in song...perhaps the last bit of their voices...
This is spectacular - I so love "to hear oceans all my own". So lovely.
What brilliant things to collect. :)
Is this collection limited to inanimate objects? Shame if so.I love the thought of the hearer directing the tide.
I think 'eccentricities' would make a most interesting collection!
This is wonderful! There's nothing like being your own unique self. :-)
Simple to the point but, oh, so full of meaning.
I think you set a good example for others, not only being yourself but shining and holding up what others might discard or seek to hide. There is a bit of sadness lurking inside this as well, as even though you are completely yourself, you still feel hollow. So are oceans a good thing to have inside? Or do they roar a constant cry of "unsatisfied"?Nice line breaks.
I specially like the first two opening lines ~ Nice one MZ ~Happy Monday ~
Oh, dig Mama Zen. No poems over the holiday weekend, and then she comes right back with something like this. You're on a roll, woman.
Tight and taut--no waste, no word not doing its job, which looks easy until you try it.
love this...my eccentric (ask my daughters) self resonates harmoniously:-)
Like it, M.Z. I consider myself a little different also so I can identify. [Wikipedia dictionary: "In popular usage, eccentricity (also called quirkiness or kookiness) refers to unusual or odd behavior on the part of an individual. This behavior would typically ..." ]Do you EVER share or just keep the polishing and listening to your oceans in private?..
And that's perfect and beautiful. If it's eccentric, then sign me up. Great poem, lady.
Let me hear!
I love your beautiful collection ;D
Wonderful! Perhaps we should save all of our polish and pizzazz for our eccentricities. Love this!
I thought I had commented on this poem... Well, anyway, the first sentence leaves me spellbound (and a little jealous :)
Love it. Eccenticities are to be treasured.
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