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And seashells
Are much the same —
Sunrise red,
Sea ice blue,
Amber as pools
Beneath redwoods,
Emerald as new grass
On the third day of rain,
And silver as the
Rain.
They rest
Where chance tides
Or human whimsy
Have left them,
And shine with the starlight
Of children’s laughter.
© by Robert Walton.
Used here with the author’s permission.
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Robert Walton is a retired middle school teacher and a lifelong rock climber with many ascents in the Sierras and Pinnacles National Park. His publishing credits include works of science fiction, fantasy, and poetry. Robert’s historical novel, Dawn Drums, won the Tony Hillerman Prize for best fiction in the 2014 New Mexico Book Awards. Most recently, his book, Joaquin's Gold, was published as a paperback and a Kindle eBook. It offers fictional adventures about the famous California bandit, Joaquin Murrieta. Learn more about Robert at http://chaosgatebook.wordpress.com/.
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Anastasia:
Lovely images, a moment captured perfectly!
Posted 12/20/2023 11:42 AM
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KinVT:
Lovely living in a northern climate, made me smile to think of seashells and Christmas in the same light ;)
Posted 12/18/2023 07:32 PM
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Lori Levy:
Beautiful.
Posted 12/18/2023 05:34 PM
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Joan Luther:
Starlight of childrens laughterlove that!
Posted 12/18/2023 01:04 PM
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Denise:
I can now see Xmas lights in a whole new way. Lovely sentiments.
Posted 12/18/2023 11:53 AM
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michael escoubas:
Great use of metaphor, Robert; like this poem's brevity, unity, and color.
Posted 12/18/2023 09:28 AM
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KevinArnold:
Yes, yes.
Posted 12/18/2023 08:05 AM
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Larry Schug:
I've already read this poem five times and I like it more each time. It takes me away.
Posted 12/18/2023 07:40 AM
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