June 18, 2017 Chatter Prompt #1 - You are walking on a beach alone and find a beach ball, write a poem about the beach ball. Where did it come from? Why was it left behind? Who left it there? What does it look like?

Beach Ball

Walking on the beach

One drab and sunless day

I spied an object in the sand

Not too far away

A ball constructed of light plastic

With colours blue and green

Just a forlorn and lonely object

Awaiting to be seen

I picked it up and looked around

Nothing much to see

Just a lot of beach and a couple of trees,

The water, sky and me

How is it this was left behind

It must have been in play

Was there a weeping child somewhere

Or someone else who didn't care

I considered what to do with it

Bounced it in my hand

Nothing positive came to mind

So I dropped it in the sand

It wasn't mine, I turned to go

Arrested by a thought

What if it's not what it appeared to be

Indeed, what if it was not

I decided to have another look

Of curiosity I had no lack

And as I peered, my senses froze

The ball was looking back