I am essence of Rose Solitude,
single shell wave-abandoned
above the sun-drenched shoreline,
a shell bleached silvery-white.
Shell-shocked, alone, yet inside,
a subtle whisper of pink
shading to rose at its core,
and daring to dream of rebirth.
This was written for Miz Quickly’s January 3 prompt in which we were to select the first line of an existing poem to use as the first line of our newly-created work. This first line is from Rose Solitude by Jayne Cortez.