Hello Ross ,
I prefer these poems , than mails , making other people feel bad ! Keep up
the good work ! And feel free to make other beautifull poems , I wish I
could anyway , but I have no talent for poems ,
thank you all , Jan Neefs



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Verzonden: zaterdag 14 oktober 2000 3:34
Onderwerp: Re: Wonderful Volute Poem


> This youngster certainly has his or her head screwed on straight!!  I
would
> **Really** like to be around on the day he or she discovers Pectens ;--}.
>
> i think the reason nobody responded to this so far is because it puts to
shame
> 99% of the shelldogerel this list has seen so far!! (of course, a little
levity
> is always welcome, so don't anybody thing twice before perpetuating bad
puns an
> dubious rhymes on all us conchlers!)
>
> From the Wilds of New Scotland,
> ross.
>
> Below is a poem sent to me by a very young shell collector, thought I
would
> share it with the list
> Andrew
>
>
> The Volute
>
> Wavy sands with
> ebb tide play as
> nightlife fills
> Australian bays.
>
> Tide is low,
> sky grows dark;
> love sweet shells
> from daylight
> tomb embark.                  Pristine souls,
>                                        no malace strewn,
>                                        in search of love
>                                        with nightime moon.
>
> Volutes, arrive in
> currents of bliss;
> proclaiming God's love
> in sunlight remiss.
>
> Awakened by false light,
> volutes are in shock
> as man's unkind fingers
> pluck, dig and prod.
>
> Protoconch child,
> too big for his shell;
> is abused like a child
> in humanity's hell.
>
>                                 lost to the greed of
>                                 tomorrows now past;
>                                 the babies not here
>                                 to pass on to the rest.
>
> Take what you need;
> love what you have:
> the rest belong
> to Austrailian sands.
>
> Shelllove,SCN
>