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Castles Will Fall

As the waves slow creep ashore drawn by the lunar tug approach the castle’s gate crabs skitter in the moonlit surf soggy French fries, extra salt seagulls lean into stiff winds a sea turtle teases the tide a distant light cautions all as cool mist muffles a horn castle’s will crumble, flags fall history slowly recede into endless lunar tides the castles will rise again new flags wave in shifting winds as the waves slow creep away John G. Lawless ©10/7/2021

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Date: 10/11/2021 1:02:00 PM
Will you have a helping of seaweed with your fries? How about dessert? Any minnows today? ... Seriously: Nice write, John. ~ gw
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Date: 10/8/2021 9:32:00 AM
Delightful poem, John. You transported me to the beach, where I often watch children build sand castles only to have them washed away by encroaching tide. Enjoyed your poem very much.
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John lawless
Date: 10/8/2021 3:28:00 PM
Milt, it always seemed we started building and attracted a dozen children from nearby blankets. I guess, a tribute to the power of fun. thanks for stopping by
Date: 10/8/2021 7:33:00 AM
This is beautiful, John. Metaphorically deep and rich. Everything in life is but a sand castle on the very edge of calm or fury in the rise and fall of tides. Splendid thought provoking poetry. Warmest wishes.. ~Susan
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John lawless
Date: 10/8/2021 3:26:00 PM
I think it is a metaphoric longing tinged by the edge of summer and my hair....
Date: 10/8/2021 6:06:00 AM
Well written John. Great detail too :)
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Date: 10/8/2021 3:25:00 PM
whenever possible we would stay until the tide erased our castles.....unless of course they were attacked by the children in a rush for hot dogs...