Sea Glass

Worn around the edges

Like sea glass

Transparent once, and tinted

Some odd color

The greens and browns of

Beer bottles smashed

Swept out by the tide

White pieces once clear

The rare and coveted

Blues and reds

Imagine that life

Hammered into the sand

Beneath meters of water

Unpredictable and tempestuous 

Thrown with rock, shell and bone

Against each other 

Until smooth

Edgeless and soft

And eventually tossed ashore

A sound like rain as the tide retreats

To be taken away

Or returned to the waters