I've seen sand castles last quite a while when build farther away from the water line but, most do get washed away. I suppose we can say the same about relationships....if the beginnings were slower maybe the end wouldn't come so soon. Nice read Mr. J. Thank you. Temp
Posted 1 Year Ago
1 Year Ago
I think many of mine have been too close to that water line...thank you for your kind words, Temp,read moreI think many of mine have been too close to that water line...thank you for your kind words, Temp,
j.
great title ... mmm innocent hands as a child ... really touched by that sir ... maybe building our castles farther from the shores would stretch the time and distance between beginnings and endings .. i think your beginning this poem with endings playing in the sands is pretty damn brilliant sir .. not flattering to inflate your boat .. just really like the workings of that noodle of yourn ;) .. nice piece jacob! thanks for sharing!
E.
Posted 1 Year Ago
1 Year Ago
I appreciate your kind review, E.
encouraging for sure.
j.
Innocent hands, ah the sandcastles we build as children are so different than those we make as adults.
In either case, the castles are washed away the one by the advancing tides, the other by the onrush of years.
Take care - Dave
Perhaps a Medieval Castle with a Moat would keep your Love safe and secure…. tenderly, Pat
Posted 1 Year Ago
1 Year Ago
maybe one with alligators...
thank you, Pat,
j.
1 Year Ago
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Have a Great Fourth of July… we had delicio.. read moreLove your Humor… it is getting Hot here.…
Have a Great Fourth of July… we had delicious Watermelon this evening. There is a Banana Moon tonight Thursday June 30 at Ten PM. How about a Banana Split! Lol. Pat
Yes, the tide comes in and then goes back out for all of us on this material plane of change. Slowing the beginning might reduce the haste of the end, but the result would still be the same. The moral: Make hay while the sun yet shines.
I'm sure this could relate to many things the reader may have experienced in their past, but I see relationships; seasons; musicians travelling, never able to stay in one place. Or, someone never able to find stability in their lives. Or simply people never knowing what it is that would make them happy. There's a metaphor and comparison in so many things.
Reminds me of a line I heard I can’t recall where
Everything new is old again or something like that sorry I can’t recall exact line maybe you know
Enjoyed this ! Love the seaside metaphor
Originally from Bronx, NY, I live in Carbondale, Illinois...teach English at a community college and have been writing and publishing poetry since 1970. I am here to read for inspiration from other po.. more..