Poem: Heart-Shaped Shell

Also posted in Poetry Passion.

I’ll find you a heart-shaped shell,

put it to your ear and you can listen

to the rush of my breath.

With each pulsing wave

we’ll get closer.

The bigger the curl,

the louder the echo.

I’ll take you out

past the surf,

past the buoy

that nods its head

to lift us up.

We’ll paddle out to sea

and together we’ll float

in the rhythm and dance

of our heart-shaped devotion.

–mark tulin

Crow Tuesday: Blow Your Nose

I miss the honesty of childhood.

The way my friends told me

the truth

in words, in play

or in crumpled up notes.

I miss friends

who teased me

about my looks,

who said shut up,

blow your nose

and read a book.

Not like the adult world

of smiles, deception

and awkward stares.

Not saying what’s really true,

not expressing

how they really feel.