Mother Tortoise


Sadly the mother tortoise

left her beloved porpoise

to frolic without him

in seas of turquoise

She crawled

to the land

to leave eggs \

in the sand

leaving the formless

for the form

leaving immeasurable

for the metered

leaving her warm depths

for barrens windswept

leaving the peaceful blue

for a world of multihue

It is entirely up

to her.. now that

her job is done

to decide when to


to her husband Neptune

(to Kelly L R)


the warble

of the finch,

the song of

the nightingale,

the melody of

the lark

the peaceconferring

chisel of the woodpecker

the morning symphony

which says goodbye to


Author's Notes/Comments: 

to KLR

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