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Princes of the Sea

by Charlie Sanzo

The living sea is creative.

Princes of the sea,

Small and delicate,

Rough and smooth,

Beautiful creatures.

They survive rough terrain,

Trappers of hopes and dreams,

Animals steadily move in and move out,

Wonderful, wild creatures,

They lived once, they died once.

Like stars, their optimism foils the eye,

They live to carry on the tale,

To surprise the unsurprisable.

Seashells are the princes of the sea.

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Lost and Found Shells

by Luke Dutton

Under the sea, life is swell.

No rules.

No laws.

No limits.

We shells are like palaces for the rich.

No good or bad swimmers.

Just the relaxing sound of the wind,

Waves,

Wildlife;

All you ever need.

There we are -

Shells that are found and moved,

That take the current to sea,

Whose friends will get found

And lost,

Over

And

Over,

Until someone finds us -

And puts us all in a jam jar.

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Shell Houses

by Imogen Rees

Rolling waves

On the hot, white sand,

Where Hermit crabs design homes.

Hermit crabs Natures architects -

Search for supplies,

To build their homes for life.

The waves are to-ing and fro-ing

All day and all night.

Long after the crabs have left,

The shells belong to the beach.

Shells clamped shut,

To keep memories close

An inhabitant was there, years ago.

Memories live on

Scars are left

On the shells backs.

Shells which spin like helter-skelters,

Sharp as knives,

Smooth as diamonds.

The crab is no more,

But memories live on,

As long as time allows.

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The Secrets of Shells

by Elliott Orchard

Twirling dancers of the sea,

Which then lay low on the sea bed,

Watch the life above

That swims and grows -

The shining creatures of the sea.

The shells, as dull as they are,

Hide secrets inside,

That may be unlocked

Like a treasure chest.

The shells travel on long journeys

Across the seabed

For hundreds of years

Then, when they are washed up at night,

The moon glimmers on the shells

And the shells gimmer back.

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Secrets from the Sea

by Ms Case

Sea-weary time-traveller,

Tattooed by shifting waves,

By the ebb and flow,

By the to and fro,

Charged with a message from the sea.

Water-ravaged shell,

Chiselled and grooved

By a sea-sculptor,

Whose tooled hands have left their trace,

What secrets do you carry

In your coiled cup?

As a portrait in a locket prised open,

Touches a grieving heart,

Revives a distant love;

So a shell clasped to the ear

Sings the whispered song of the sea spirit,

Slips its secrets

The hushed plea of the sea-

Into an expectant ear

And stirs the soul.