droplets
of water,
miniscule
seconds
of time
collected into
myriad foaming
minutes
of salty brine
spraying wildly
off crests
of rolling
hours;
incessant waves,
pounding out
days
upon the shore.
an ocean
relentlessly
reclaiming
sands of
years
in wrinkling
imprint on
beaches strand,
leaving us
with shiny
scattered
bits & pieces,
of shells;
lives
iridescent
memories.
we pick up
the pretty
moments,
turning
these over
in our hands
to take home
for display
in pint jars
upon shelves,
but best to
leave slimy
clumps of
seaweed
to dry to
brittleness
with the
passage
of time.
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http://dversepoets.com/2014/07/24/bold-metaphors-and-images-avoiding-words-like-like-and-as/
Response to Claudia’s metaphor challenge and Mary’s earlier poetics on “time”.
a poem in my pocket 
Jul 26, 2014 @ 09:49:29
I like how you’ve sketched the lines of time using beautiful word pictures…
Jul 26, 2014 @ 12:02:10
Glad you liked it…thanks for walking my beach!
Jul 26, 2014 @ 00:15:22
This is lovely. I’m not sure if we’re being left with bits and pieces of shells or if we ourselves are turned into the tiny remnants of shells. I do like how you chose to capture time within tides.
Jul 26, 2014 @ 12:01:12
Now you have me thinking 🙂 Thanks for your comment!
Jul 25, 2014 @ 17:20:45
a lovely metaphor for life and how the tides come and go and what they leave and how they leave us
Jul 26, 2014 @ 12:00:21
What the tides leave us and how…yes! Thanks, Claudia, for prompt reminding us of the strength of metaphor.
Jul 25, 2014 @ 14:45:11
I like the way the words flow down like rain droplets on a window.
Jul 25, 2014 @ 15:19:33
Your comment is sweetly poetic…thank you!