On The Beach

I’ve seen the towers many times

pebbles piled up high

all shapes and sizes

finely balanced 

temporarily

against the incoming tide.

I’ve admired them

I thought them surreal,

a little out of place.

But I’ve become used to them,

they’ve become an ubiquitous part

of a normal beach scene

no more hyper-real

than the chocolate box images

of thatch and English cottage gardens.

Only the face or artifice 

of Art.

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