Our lives are like seashells in the sand,
Arranged on a palette, seemingly haphazardly.
A beautiful seascape with the ocean, sun, wind,
and sparkling sands highlighting.
Small, significant, striped, or speckled shells,
Ridged, in the rough, raw, reckless, and ruffled,
Omnipresent, opaque, oval, and an oyster’s home.
Is your life smooth sailing right now?
Or does it feel hollow echoing sounds,
reminders of voices from the past?
Storms interrupting life?
There is a Pearl awaiting discovery.
Seashells
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About the Author
Anna Gall’s poetry and short stories are published in eMerge, Persimmon Tree, and Flapper Press as well as her poem, Seashells is included in the anthology Dairy Hollow Echo. Anna writes about her preoccupations in Balancing The Seesaw, a short collection of Haiku poems. Anna is a culinary professional. Her first full-length book is a memoir filled with original recipes, poems, and short stories. In edited form, publication is forthcoming. Anna lives in historic St. Charles, Missouri.
