Poetry Corner: Fossil

By Mike Bell

Lying on the sea shore

A piece of sea-worn old sea shore


Once mud, alive with ancient bivalves

A productive bed


Now a shell cemetery

A jumble of interlocking curves and spirals in banded cross-section


Silky smooth sedimentary rock

With the shades of grey of original mud


It fits in my palm

The roughly oval shape of an egg that’s been sat upon

Fossil painting Mike Bell


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