Growing in concentric rings
lining of lustrous nacre
lives the wily Nautilus
in the oceans many acres.

In his buoyant gas-filled shell
he can go most anywhere
if you are something good to eat
his tentacles will find you there.

Like his nemesis under the sea
a submarine moves silently
atomic powered and made of steel
and ready to act violently.

In their buoyant gas-filled shell
the soldiers in his belly ride
hungry not for food or mate
it searches oceans far and wide.

Similar but not the same
both Nautilus live in the sea
one a gentle creature living
from the other you might flee.

© RebekkaSanchez2015

Magpie Tales 289


12 thoughts on “Shells

  1. Sheer genius! Instead of dealing with the weird looking dude, you went for the shell. I like the animated gif and the way the poem starts with a shell and ends with a deadly ship, which itself has a shell or a hull rather. Very cool.

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    1. I know, at first I thought, I don’t want to write about this dude! Then I looked up the Nautilus and saw it was also a nuclear ship (which I had forgotten.) The poem wrote itself then. I research something on every poem I write.


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