a literal metaphor
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metaphorliteralOne broken shell on a beach of rocks and shells,
one soft-edged fragment of brown sea glass,
one grey seagull in a flock of dozens,
one wave that breaks and then is gone forever,
one speck of sand the same as billions of others.
The only special things are the noticed ones:
the brief attention of a poet's pen,
then once more anonymity, once more the same.
I leave myself here on this sunny beach--
one speck of sand the same as billions of others,
one wave that breaks and then is gone forever,
one grey seagull in a flock of dozens,
one soft-edged fragment of brown sea glass,
one broken shell on a beach of rocks and shells.
one soft-edged fragment of brown sea glass,
one grey seagull in a flock of dozens,
one wave that breaks and then is gone forever,
one speck of sand the same as billions of others.
The only special things are the noticed ones:
the brief attention of a poet's pen,
then once more anonymity, once more the same.
I leave myself here on this sunny beach--
one speck of sand the same as billions of others,
one wave that breaks and then is gone forever,
one grey seagull in a flock of dozens,
one soft-edged fragment of brown sea glass,
one broken shell on a beach of rocks and shells.
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Date: 2011-12-23 06:33 pm (UTC)xx
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Date: 2011-12-24 07:07 pm (UTC)