sculpture – Jean-Baptiste Carpeaux
long ago whisper
words carried to distant shores
hope fills my shell
Have you ever listened to a shell? What has it said?
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A shell pressed upon the ear – transports to distant lands! Thank you!
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so wonderful to be transported
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wonderful, Leslie! 🙂
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Thanks Ranu
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Beautiful echo of words …
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thanks
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__”Hope fills my shell,” a fine phrase Moonie. _m
listen
long ago lingers
conch shell
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so much in a small vessel
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Ah…what we enjoyed before the iphone! 🙂 Enjoyed your verse.
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I know like two cans and some string – lol
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What a terrific expression on that sculpture’s face.
Thanks for visiting my blog!
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I’ve listened to many shells, but they only tell me secrets!
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hold those secrets in your hand along with the shell
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So many times, I’ve lost count! I hear the real sea daily, but it’s still nice to hear it’s echo in a shell!
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‘its’ even! (bloomin’ AppleText)
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If I listen carefully I can hear those words floating on waves.
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