Chatter of Pebbles

Leaf 213 – Reflections

 

The sound of the sea is an enchantment, akin to the sound of the breeze filtering through trees.

 

 

Waves in profusion

hurling white surf

and salt spray.

 

Chatter of pebbles

rolling and receding

– a desolate beach.

 

 

 

These two poems/linked verse were originally written and posted on Bluesky in response to a #dailyhaikuprompt: 'profuse & desolate.' Photograph by Tim Chamberlain, c.1999.