Sea Shells and Glass



You are sea shells
and bits of glass
stolen from the
summer of 1970
when innocence
begged corruption.


©Susie Clevenger 2013


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  1. Of such things are memories made!

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  2. Guess we ought to keep such things, huh?
    Just not in a prominent spot. I have a few tucked away myself.

    Your shells are nice. At first glance I was seeing some pretty slightly toasted meringue on a saucer.
    ..

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    1. Thanks Jim. There are plenty of memories I keep to myself. :)

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  3. I like this image..I am sure there is a story behind this. Have a wonderful day!

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  4. Memento that spark memories

    Mollyxxx

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  5. Nice well meant words that touch a memory

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  6. Innocence begging corruption...ah, the good ol' days!

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    1. Timoteo, yes, the good ol' days...sigh

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  7. Always interesting to hear the story behind the photo. Thanks for sharing!

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  8. oooh, that line speaks to me of something far more dark than the keepsakes.

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  9. O my, Susie, those final lines. :)

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  10. Such lovely photos Susie... oh those days far gone, we always found a way to toy with our innocence ... sorry it took me a while to stop by to visit, the kids and I have been traveling from Sunday morning until late this afternoon. Thank you for sharing the love up-close with I Heart Macro:-)

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  11. The farther we go - the less words we need
    every stone wakes a memory,
    what's forbidden - let's permit...

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  12. I love these shells magical!

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  13. Ah, youth. I remember the first time I trolled the beach and found well-worn sea glass... and then was myself well-worn, honed in the way life hones people - painfully but each completely individual. This touched me, Susie. Peace, Amy

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