Thursday, January 5, 2012

'Down By The Sea Shore'



For today's Think Tank at Poets United. 


'Shell'

“She sells
  Seashells”
 Take one -
One is none,
One, two - I love you,
One, two, three - family,
One, two, three, four – go to the sea shore,
Five, six, seven, eight, nine – picking up shells of beauty divine,
Ten…twenty…thirty…riches abound – an infinite number of blessings we’ve found!




Live for the Love of it,
The Happy Amateur

18 comments:

  1. You did count, it is beautiful! I think it is important to count one's blessings~

    Happy New Year!

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  2. Thank you, Ella! Happy New Year to you, too!

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  3. I think whoever wrote the original, "She sells seashells ..." would be very pleased with your "spin" on this.

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  4. Thank you, Kat, that's very nice of you :-)

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  5. This poem accelerates and takes off as you read it. It feels and looks and works like an exponential curve (speaking as an engineer!).

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  6. This is wonderfully true....love it! :-)

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  7. An exponential curve! I love it! Thank you, poetry-diary!

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  8. i love the flow of the rhyming words...

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  9. Thank you, Jeannette! I must admit, It's great to see all these really nice comments :-)

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