Limpet

 

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Limpet

… like a limpet at the sea side
she clings to her inner rock
as the incoming tide
causes waters to rise,
threatening
to sweep her away.

A wind charges
over the bay,
brings a wave-surge,
white water, urgent,
crashing against rocks.

Rock-face
showered and shocked,
the little limpet
clinging on,
knowing that this
is the way
limpets survive,
from day to day,
from generation
to generation.

 

5 thoughts on “Limpet

    • Thanks, Chuck. I have been working with some shorter poems recently. They are fun to write. As for my poem ‘spiking’ to you, I’ll write one on a sea-urchin next. That will really ‘spike’ to you!

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