Just a shell

just a shell

It’s just a shell.
Small but perfect,
Picked up on the beach that day.
Its sits beside the little stone you found,
Children hand in hand
Along a winter shore.

It’s just a shell.
Nothing very special
There were hundreds of them
Washed up on the beach that way
Strewn across the sand
When the tide came.

It’s just a shell
A hollow thing
And empty, just a memory
Of a gifted day
Beside the waves.

I have it still.
It’s just a shell.
It sits within my hand
And I hear laughter
Dancing in the windswept dunes
And smile through tears
And face the day…
Just a shell.

About Sue Vincent

Sue Vincent is a Yorkshire-born writer and one of the Directors of The Silent Eye, a modern Mystery School. She has written a number of books, both alone and with Stuart France, exploring ancient myths, the mysterious landscape of Albion and the inner journey of the soul. She is owned by a small dog who also blogs. Follow her at scvincent.com and on Twitter @SCVincent Find her books on Goodreads and follow her on Amazon worldwide to find out about new releases and offers. Email: findme@scvincent.com
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37 Responses to Just a shell

  1. Jordan says:

    Lovely, Sue❤️

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  2. buffalopound says:

    Small, delicate – just lik a shell. Thanks for posting, Sue.

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  3. Ritu says:

    Wonderful how simple little objects can bring back the most wonderful memories 💜

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  4. barbtaub says:

    Amazing how something so tiny and fragile can hold such big memories…

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  5. Every now and then, Sue, you write a poem that really speaks to me. This is lovely.

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  6. jenanita01 says:

    But it never was ‘just a shell’ was it?

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  7. Tempest says:

    Reblogged this on Tempest.

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  8. Lovely Sue. We’ve got quite a collection that we’ve picked up off the beach now.
    When we were looking for a second shell similar to the one I’d taken down to Mum last year, most of the ones I picked up were still occupied!

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  9. Mary Smith says:

    A lovely poem, Sue. It’s amazing how such a small thing can hold so much.

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  10. Darlene says:

    A wonderful poem that I can relate to. Love it.

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  11. So beautiful it gave me chills, Sue. I love this.

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  12. Your poetry is always magical, Sue! I really love it.

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  13. I can so appreciate this one 🙂

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  14. Eliza Waters says:

    Lovely poem, Sue!

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  15. pvcann says:

    Yes the title belies the reality, great poem.

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