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Click hereHermit in a shell
against ocean swells
bluer than the sea
Sandy trails bled
over mountainous dunes
beaten by a woman with a broom!
Secluded rejuvenation
strengthened his legs
with weighted shoulders
carried his burden bed
Then picked up by a bird
carried across the burning beaches
to a merridian of kinship words
Dropped on his head
stars circled above
a crack in the hull
from a helpful gull
The Hermit was crabby
found a new shell
there he dwells
but not quite yet happy
A big gust of wind
rolled him over again
his legs stuck up in the air
The rains poured down
and he nearly drowned
he thought it would end right there
The tide came in
and swept him away
he still lives to this day.
A time or two he may have fell
but he strives and doing well
the Hermit in his shell
Aww this is a great one~~!!!.Loved the whole poem. The imagery was marvelous. Could see that poor lil ole crab, beaten, carried, shell cracked..and swept away..Loved it. Wonderful poem, and so darn cute..More Please~~~!!!
loved it, really enjoyed your voyage, and if I saw you, legs up about to drown, I promise I would flip you over so you could scuttle back into the sand and breathe :)