I was
sliding over sand
in an upturned seashell
like a lighthouse tossed into the midnight sea,
setting-off my smoke detector that had lost it’s life’s battery long ago
to jumpstart a hibernating heart now strapped on the wide wings of a flying stingray
that carried me blindly to where mermaid tears mixed with octopus ink
to write the sea’s unstolen story of how the rolling bubble burst
when two split souls met between particles of sand
& all you did was say,
“…hello.”
Rural Romantic Ramblings 
Beautiful imagery Mel – when you head down the prose poem route and combine it with nature there’s always such power to what you write. Would share a ride on an upturned seashell with you any day my friend 🙂
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Wow – what a comment! I have no response, except to say: “Thank you, Nik!”
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My pleasure 🙂
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