Sand Castle

An existential poem

Reviews

[Kinau]

This poem expresses an existential ache, and I really enjoy that! I think it's fine as it is, really. It's short and sweet, and leaves that same taste as the whole, 'if a tree falls in a forest and no one is there to hear it, does it make a sound?'
Anyways, good writing!

[Ashwin Shanker]

It left a very deep gash in me when I read it.
The way I interpreted is that, no matter what we do, what we make, earn or create... It will get washed away just like how the tide washes away the castle. No matter how tall we make it, how beautiful we make it. One day it will get washed away no matter what.

I thoroughluy enjoyed this poem and it brings a new meaning to me every time I read it again. Thank you.

[David E Navarro]

This is a spectacular little poem. Says what it needs to say with a poignant image and finishes quickly to let the impact of the concept linger in the reader's mind. If there was anything I would do to improve this poem or this kind of poetry it would be to eliminate beginning each line with a capital. Most modern poetry now uses small case to begin subsequent lines. Of course, capitals will emphasize each line with equal importance, if that is what is needed.

A very well done poem with a great message and concept that leaves the reader pondering this existential thought.

In fact, this poem was so good, that it was selected for publication in NavWorks Press' volume, Sometimes Anyway. See my Writer's Café blog for more details: http://www.writerscafe.org/navworks/blogs/Release-of-Two-New-Books/126161/

[Aethereal]

I think that this is a magnificent poem with an existential message. You made a memory, and that’s real if it makes you happy. I was inspired to write a gift poem for you in my own style which you may keep as your own: It has seven syllable meter followed by six syllable meter to make it sing: Your poem reminds me of vacation time that I’ve spent on the Gulf Coast. It’s a great place down there to visit when it’s Winter up here.

Ebb Tide

Though ebb tides may wash to sea
my castles made of sand,
they live on in memory
as Dreams-from-Dixieland.

Was it just a fantasy
those turrets tall and grand
on shores-to-infinity
that I had made from sand?

[RAOrourke]

Nicely written poem, I liked the flow and ray them of your writing. Actually read it back several times as it flowed so nice.

[Charmaine Chircop]

A thought provoking poem..Very deep indeed!

[Renée]

Now this one has some meat ! Simple and wistful , Nice Work!

[Brittany Zedalis]

I think it's pretty awesome how it is now, but that's just me, haha.