At the Edge of the Sea; or, Ruined Dreams
The coastline bares traces of sand castles built
with tightly packed turrets
once glistening in the noonday sun,
now demolished by the thundering trident
of an angry-faced Poseidon;
the golden-yellow fortresses
brought down
in waves of ruin
by the eroding hands of Time
and dragged by the lapping
tongues of the tide
into the foaming
mouth of the eternally chattering sea.
Originally published in Mouse Tales Press, July 2011.
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