Seashore Shells
Tiny shell in my hand.
Swirls and lines, grainy sand.
Bigger shell—listen, hear:
Sounds of ocean in my ear!
Wiggly ridge, tiny holes,
Bumps and curves, dips and rolls
Lay shells out in fancy rows—
Friends bring theirs, collection grows.
Water’s edge rolls in more
shells that decorate the shore.
Swirls and lines, grainy sand.
Bigger shell—listen, hear:
Sounds of ocean in my ear!
Wiggly ridge, tiny holes,
Bumps and curves, dips and rolls
Lay shells out in fancy rows—
Friends bring theirs, collection grows.
Water’s edge rolls in more
shells that decorate the shore.
This poem is copyright (©) Carol Coven Grannick 2026
About the Writer
Carol Coven Grannick
Carol Coven Grannick's short fiction and poetry for children has appeared in Cricket, Ladybug, Babybug, Highlights, and Hello. Her middle grade novel in verse, Reeni's Turn, debuted in September of 2020 from Fitzroy Books/Regal House Publishing. Her poetry for adults appears/is forthcoming in multiple print and online venues, most recently including Capsule Stories, The Birmingham Arts Journal, West Texas Review, and The Write City Review (Chicago Writers Association).
