Just For You Poetry

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Iron-hard the half-shell of a once sporty
sea-cavalier now finished and washed
up on the beach beckons to me.

Granite claw open as if eyeless gaze still
saw passing fish and waited to pinch
out life for crab does not release.

Weapon of death worked with tendons
tough and unbreakable the hinged
sinuous tissue glinting like steel.

Oh the mystery which lies underneath
oceans which if but once understood
would revolutionize lives here.

Yes Fay, there is a whole different world going on beneath the oceans, beautiful and with laws of its own....we certainly could learn to live in better harmony and peace if we could understand their mystique..