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Sand Castles

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A day at the sea
My sister and me
As excited could be
With our buckets and spades.

Down to the water’s edge
Carrying our pails,
Trying not to slop,
Back up the slope.

We pack the sand
As tight as we can.
My turret’s askew
But the best I can do.

And now for the moat
We fill it with water,
Step back to look
And what do we see?

The ocean’s encroached
With the incoming tide,
So to avoid a calamity
We must build a wall with alacrity…

Ha, too late, too late,
It’s breached the castle gate
And we watch the structure
c-o-ll-a-p-s-e into naught…

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©Denise G Allen, 30 March 2014 06:44

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Author: adeeyoyo

I am a middle-aged South African woman, living in Johannesburg. I began writing poetry towards the end of May 2010. I love animals – sometimes more than people!

10 thoughts on “Sand Castles

  1. Lovely poem, adee. It brought back fond memories of my sister and I at the beach, a lifetime ago. 🙂

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  2. the nice thing about sand castles, is that i can begin again and build….smiles…

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  3. Do I sniff a metaphor here, I wonder?

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  4. How strange that after reading your poem I came across this:

    http://mindfulbalance.org/2014/03/30/seeing-our-attachments/

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  5. Definitely felt the tension build as the tide was rolling in.

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  6. Thanks, SHO. 🙂

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