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The Shell Seeker

In somber gray she wears sandstone

white and hunches over the day

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seeking treasure in liquid tone,

in somber gray.

Music plays about her toes

in waves of little half-notes

her smile murmurs through the gray

a smattering of gulls dip this way,

that way,

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their willing wings

lifting the soft-shadowed day

as she lifts a tidal treasure

painted in purples, reds, creamy

browns and brings

the shell to her ear, hears day

playing among the waves

of somber gray.