Conch

Neville

Conch

 

When I stare into the sun

blinded

I am reminded of the conch

I really am and hey

 

We are not meant to do such

Things alone

After all we are mere mollusks

I have decided

 

Gram negative and positively so

Attached

By some frail pseudopodium

To crystal violet rocks tho toxic 

 

 

  • Author: Neville (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 24th, 2019 02:56
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • orchidee

    Aww, is you an amoeba - 'pond-life' in some cases? 'Who you calling pond-life?' you reply. You with your pseudo-thingy. lol.
    But we are specks in the universe, it seems. Man is dust, but important dust.

    • Neville

      what an interesting response orchidee... have you mislaid your purple pills again by any chance..... cheers.... Neville

      • orchidee

        Yes! Thankfully I did not get them mixed up with the blue ones. Woof! Fido knows them too. heehee.

      • Fay Slimm.

        Clever comparison here Nev. to the cling of seashells with our lonely need for special togetherness - toxic or not. Another verse full of artful expression and composed with such finesse........... Fay

        • Neville

          thank you Fay.. you are very kind and of course I like it... Neville

          • Fay Slimm.

            You know I meant every word - your work is my pleasure to read and interpret.

          • Andrew Charles Forrest

            Great write N
            It the toxicity that attracts No?
            Excellent AGAIN!

            • Neville

              you are most probably write my old mate.. mere mention of the word toxic and folk will either come flocking, or make for the hills... cheers sir..... Neville

            • dusk arising

              I most definitely shell have to agree for there was a time when all i could do was clam up.
              Now fortunately i am able to reveal the occasional pearl.
              As are you with this initially perplexing piece. Now i see it clearly.... i am a bottom dweller... some would say 'an old fart'.

              • Neville

                It warms the cockles of my heart to hear that you have come out of your shell and felt able to visit these words... you are always more than whelk come sir... cheers DA.. made me chuckle so ya did... Neville

              • Goldfinch60

                That attachment is so meaningful and must remain secure.

                • Neville

                  thank you kindly my friend.... Neville



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