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The mistress of the shells

Across the sea the sound of bells,

Rung by the mistress of the shells,

On stormy nights a sailor’s wish,

The bells might ring to save the ship.


To save the ship and all on board,

From rocky outcrops miles from shore,

From serpents, snakes, and Moby Dick,

And waves inclined to sink the ship.


Whirlpools lurk where none can see,

Conflicting currents merge at speed,

Rotating waters, maelstrom swell,

Steer clear me hearties, heed the bells’.


Where she abides no one can know,

She’s everywhere where water flows,

All seeeing, knowing, watching o’er,

The bow, the stern, starboard and port,


She’s Neptune’s favourite figurehead,

The stars her guide, the wind her strength,

An angel from where ... ‘who can tell’,

This mystery mistress of the shells.

© Joseph G Dawson


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