Pentacle
Five lines in the sand – his quintet of children is skimming the surf
Like ariels chasing youth not yet knowing Plath’s substanceless blue
Streaming chariots of gleams into fireflies dragons dinosaurs and castles
Oblivious to extinction the full impact of tides and dereliction of beauty
Just foot prints on the shore reaching fast for jetsam flotsam and joy
21st April 2019
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