The Oyster

There once was an oyster

Whose story I tell,

Who found that some sand

Had got into his shell.

It was only a grain,

But it caused him great pain,

For oysters have feelings

Although they're so plain.


Now did he berate

The harsh workings of fate

That had brought him

to such a deplorable state?

Did he curse at the Government?

Cry for election?

Claim that the sea

Should have given him protection?


No - he said to himself

As he lay on a shell,

"Since I cannot remove it,

I shall try to improve it."

Now the years have rolled around

As the years always do,

And he came to his ultimate

Destiny - stew!


And the small grain of sand

That had bothered him so

Was a beautiful pearl

All richly aglow.

Now the tale has a moral;

For isn't it grand

What an oyster can do

With a morsel of sand?


What couldn't we do

If we'd only begin

With some of the things

That get under our skin.

babesface babesface
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4 Responses Feb 18, 2009

A wonderful poem ... I really enjoyed it.

At the risk of sounding both academic and pedantic - you see I am a gemologist and a graduate of the Gemological Institute of America, and my father was for many years in the pearl business - pearls are only very rarely formed because of a grain of sand. The usual irritant to the oyster is nearly always a living organism such as some kind of sand flea that gets caught in an oyster's mantle. The secretion of "nacre" is what forms the pearl. Cultured pearls are pearls created by an oyster with the help of man ... a small round 'mother-of-pearl' bead is inserted by hand into an Akoya oyster which is then returned to the sea to be harvested later. Other molluscs such as abalone and conch have also produced beautiful pearls of a different sort ... but they are very rare.

I love it! Thanks for sharing :D

Yes I did write this, I write poetry all the time and I'm kinda hoping to one day get it published

I love the moral to this poem,its so true!<br />
btw I love writing poem too!