...Inside the Seashell... Poetry by Carole Anzolletti

Into the shell

I whispered near

the Secret only

I could hear

The churning burning

The fire lit truth

The yearning earning

a place wrapped in youth

The strapped in stirrings

The trapped in lurings

All slowly whispered

Into the Shell

...

The Mermaids footfalls

upon unmarked halls

dug into cold sand dunes

where the shells lay with the moon

She picks up the white one

and hears my Secret unsung

She brings it out to sea

and saves it there, for me

...

I leave from the seashore

undone by human lore

unbalanced by it further more

heart murmur underscored

as I swim to the Center Sea

where the Mermaid waits for me

frozen in the Winter Wake

I pray the Siren my Soul to Take

down into the Icy waters

and become once more

one of Her Daughters

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