The beachy embrace

I found a pearl 

In a mussel
Amongst sandy dust 
And smooth pebbles
Filed with sea saw
And an Arkansas stone
Stroking my soles
What a lust
Tickling my genius
Without a fake
So enigmatic an act
Yet a real fact
My courage did not sap
My doubts waned
In the beachy embrace
Like surfs tamed
By the shore's languor galore
Like breakers 
Making me applaud!
When shattered  
Against the coast
Against the white cliffs 
Of Dover in Kent
Empty of boats
Falling in droplets
On my numbness
Dissipating the island's 
Deserted silence
In the beachy embrace
Posted like a parcel
Across the channel
By my mother
My angel so saint
Peeping from the ajar clam
Lifting its lid
By her ghostly feet
Exposing a devotion
To her creation
Darting its torn cells
Starting with the ankles
And the nails
Before fixing all that remains
Making it a solid mass
Of astounded happiness
Nuzzling her womb shell
Where it feels so safe!

Reviews

[Ghania]

Very nicely penned. Loved reading it. :)))

[Kate]

Thank you very much! :)

[Ghania]

You're welcome, Kate. :))