Under My Feet Lay Seashells

Under My Feet Lay Seashells

A Poem by Spencer Barker

Clattered crunching, 
the potato chips of the ground lay. 
Streaming of yesterdays leavings, 
invading the now mangled forgiving. 
Wings fly, 
the thunder of a rising storm, 
but in the passing-by no more. 
What came left, 
and what left comes once again. 
For only a short stay. 

© 2016 Spencer Barker


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Added on March 20, 2016
Last Updated on March 20, 2016
Tags: Poetry, Love, Writing, Seashell, Sea