Seashells and Shadows

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A shadow of herself
is all that remains
just a glimmer
of the woman
who she
coulda
woulda
shoulda
been.
A shadow of herself
walks on the shore
collecting seashells
seashells
she doesn’t
want
to collect
to touch
to hold
anymore.

17 thoughts on “Seashells and Shadows”

      1. Both the photo and poem are lovely. I particularly like the contrast between the delicate colors of the shells and the aluminum foil pan. A gentle reminder of what human efforts produce as compared to the majesty that God offers.

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