Thursday, July 25, 2013

Hermit Crab

If I were a hermit crab, 


In a shallow rock-pool

I'd be contented as can be. 

This; distance from the sea.




Everything else, would be. 
Superfluous to me…

There'd be no reefs—See
Either above or below me...


I could be that great-White. 

Abiding without; inherit fear!
I'd maroon portions of time,
No one else could near.


Solitude would be mine. 

But oh so lovingly my dear...
I'd call this heavenly coastline!
Ours; and heavenly …I'd steer.
(Mark Heathcote)








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