Garlands of starfish, both yellow and white,
Above jars of seashells, some speckled, some bright,
Sit upon books, handwritten and scribbled in,
Housing secrets and love notes and novels that could have been.
Shelves of figurines and dolls, from monsters to gnomes,
Shadow more shelves where collections of acorns make their home;
Gold-appliqued ghosts haunt turquoise kissed walls
As inspiration births another meticulous craft squall.