College: The Sandcastle Poem by Brian Johnston

College: The Sandcastle



The child played on the shore all day,
Preferring fortress peace to boat,
The noon-bright gulls knifed waves of air,
Blurs in the brief expanse of moat.

One tower rose, a stubby knot,
The grand gate, scratches on a wall,
And no bridge spanned the moat at all,
For sea had cleaned the beach of clay.

In half-light limped a fragment moon,
As youthful eyes watched waves draw near,
His stark foot left a seaward ruin,
That sweeping crests rushed without thought.

Thursday, November 21, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: Childhood
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Brian Johnston
OU Undergraduate (about 1968)
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