Pebble Beach – Betsy Bunn
PEBBLE BEACH 2010
The pebbles are still here, of course,
Piled up as they have been for eons-
Stone against enormous stone
Heaped on the edge of the world.
I like to think
that giants once played ball with these rocks
or marbles, or bowling-
Maybe a round or two of bocce ball.
Perhaps they built a fort
With all the ocean for a moat,
And seals like loving Labradors.
The rocks are silent now-
No sound except the laughter of the gulls against the sea.
We balance here like toys
And watch the farther islands rise
As the tide goes out.