Jingle Shells

translucent amber

concave coins

cast up from the sea

oval opening at the apex

licked by the spoked rasp

of a radula


i haltingly string the tidal beads

along a wire that i walk

and listen to them rattle 

these chiming catchers of my dreams

the broken, holy, whole things

that find a way to sing


© M. G. Iannucci 2016

Photo: Jingle Shells click to see them on Etsy

Thank you to M. Zane McClellan at the Poetry Channel for the inspiration, a visit to the Connecticut shoreline in a poem. Click the link to read it.

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