An Ocean Of Experimentation

An Ocean Of Experimentation

My lover and I wanted to break out of our shells
so we rented a cottage by the sea
where we could ride our own waves
while working through our own storms

We started simply
a little leather donax
and a strawberry top

Then we moved to the back
a couple of incised moons
with ghastly miters
which brought on tuberculate emarginula
in us both

So we rested on our stomachs for a bit

We rose as if out of a lazarus jewel box
and came together with a vengeance

A little trim for a sparse dove
and a full shuttlecock volva
until we suffered glorious striped engina

Some tea and a false-cup-and-saucer
to send us off to sleep
floating in each other's arms

April 19, 2014
Tressa Lee Breen

Inspired by NaPoWriMo Day 19 prompt: use the names of seashells to write a poem. 

Check out NaPoWriMoer wabi-sabi...beauty in imperfection's nineteenth entry "Jinx".