I realise I’m a bit late but I really liked the look of this challenge: to show there still be dragons below and within and around us and find something deep in a shallow world, writing deeply in a shallow space—using little, saying much in five or so lines.
The morning tide kissed my naked feet
And, turning on a heartbeat,
Rushed back down the flattened beach
To join the breakers, out of reach.
I dug a stone up from the sand,
Rubbed the grains off in my hand,
Tried to skim it on the spumy swell
And watched my hopeful pebble as it fell
Into the murky depths of ocean,
Teased and tugged by its turbulent motion.
© Kim M. Russell, 2016