Poem: Bricks on Beach

 

Bricks on Beach

 

rolled like dough,

leavened by bubbly combers,

yeasty slaps of brine,

 

these scattered stashes 

of once-towered treasures

left when prosperity caved.

 

sullen, pitted, wind-mocked,

not-so-modern now

on a plateau of the broken--

these nuggets of castles.  crushed idols.

these eremites lodged in weathered shards  

of barnacled piles.

a chartreuse crab

fat as a silver dollar

ambles over the orange-black stubs.

 

bladderwrack flogs.

a pillory of gulls

swoops to berate.

one pristine rectangle

ever so quiet, 

hides its rusty fame.

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6/26 ... streamlined

6/20/24 ...edits

4/8 took  out an adjective

1/1/23  more changes later in the day ... 

1/1/23  massive changes to the crap awful poem