The Birthing Snail

The Birthing Snail

A Poem by Sharon D
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An Apple snail crawled up a seawall to lay her new eggs...I watched her...

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                         The Birthing Snail

 

              I walked to the short wall at the lake

                 What is this I see tightly attached

                       I kneel down to look closer

 

                Then my mind begins to wonder

                     Did she swim across the lake

                        Or crawl on the bottom

 

             Hoping to reach her destination safely

               On her arrival she began her accent

            Slowly, inching herself up the wall

           Her goal was to crawl up above the water

             Safely and no predators could reach her

                                 Treasure's

        Once she was positioned the birthing began

               As I watched ever so closely

             I was mesmerized at this act of nature

      The little pink eggs began coming up her back

                From under her protective shell

         She formed a column, one egg after another

                                Methodically

             she tucked them next to each other

                              Hundreds of them

                They are delicate pink, salmon color

                        All perfectly formed

                When the birth was complete

                          She was finished

                  She slid back into the water

 

                             As the days passed

                The mature eggs dropped into the water

                    They left pure white casings

                    Resembling white mini eggshells

               Still attached, it was food for the birds

              The wall was the birthing area

                        For all the snails

 

                  A site to see and all done quietly

                   It was a tiny miracle to witness

                        She is an Apple Snail

                    With a smooth brown shell

                                 Her home

                           Perfectly formed

                           It spiraled to a

                       Pin size dot in the center.

                A site to see and all done quietly

 

 

 

 

© 2011 Sharon D


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Well observed and related seldom noticed part of life!

Posted 13 Years Ago


what imagery!

Posted 13 Years Ago



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