These crabs should be seen larger... click on images...Of course, it’s not likely
the crabs crawling
from under rocks and seaweed
knew what I had come for
nor really cared why
I was there by the bayI wasn’t sure myself

Maybe it is the swash
of small waves surging
over eternal rocks
like no other sound
on earth
that I hunger for
or the breeze
tiptoeing gently
damply onto
sand

But these crabs
no bigger than
a fruit jar lid
sit watching
knowing
it seems
that I
exist.