At The Beach
My castle stood resolute
ramparts thick and towers tall
seashell embellishments
and a broken sand dollar sundial
safe in the keep
As shadows grew longer
waves eroded walls
the tide flooded the moat
And I celebrated
an honest day’s work
At The Beach
My castle stood resolute
ramparts thick and towers tall
seashell embellishments
and a broken sand dollar sundial
safe in the keep
As shadows grew longer
waves eroded walls
the tide flooded the moat
And I celebrated
an honest day’s work
Yeah … many I’ve nostalgic sandcastle days at the beach..
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Hope this poem helped warm you up in the dead of southern winter.
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Yes .. a few fantasy lines, and I surprised myself with my dialogue poem .. not my style at all 😀
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Glad you’re inspired out of your comfort zone.
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Although I’m nearly too old to change my ways 😊
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Nearly, but not yet.
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Sand castling, a favorite past time
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Glad I stumbled into some good memories. Thanks!
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Beautifully penned. Makes me want to build one of my own.
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Thank you! You definitely should. all you need is sand and water. Technically speaking, the beach is optional.
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