Wednesday, November 23, 2016

Pebbles


Crunching speckled pebbles
On the shore beneath my feet
Reminding me of people
All the same and yet unique

Shifting in the breaking surf
Drying in the sun
Pebbles lying on the beach
Sleep before they run

Pebbles at the mercy
Of waves and winter tides
Waiting for the right time
To turn and sink and rise