Skeletons of the Sea

They crunch under foot Before i give notice Shells and corals These skeletons of the sea Reds and purples Most bleached white upon this beach Whole or in part Vacant thou some with Inhabitants Strewn across the High water marks Once alive and vibrant With fish and bigger Swimming about Down in the depths Of an apt name sea Now broken And divorced From their watery home To land on foreign Dry shore To be crunched under foot These skeletons of the sea