Poetic Bloomings: Drowsy Thoughts by the Sea

July 25th – We see children with their sand shovels and pails digging for “treasure.”  They are collecting seashells. Write a seashell poem. Write about the former inhabitant of that shell. Maybe a collecting poem. Get it together and write your poem.


Chaffed by sand.
Burned by sun.
Buffeted by sea winds.
This day feels
much the same
as what’s been
chucked my way
way too long.
I long
to crawl in
a shell,
close the lid
let the world
drift away
and maybe,
just maybe,
someday,
emerge 
a perfect …
pearl.


July 24th – Today, using the Rondeau, write a suntan / sunburn poem.