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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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Gershon Wolf 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 Login to Reply

L Milton Hankins 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. Login to Reply 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

Susan Ashley 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 Login to Reply 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....

Heidi Sands Date: 10/8/2021 6:06:00 AM Well written John. Great detail too :) Login to Reply John Lawless 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...