Best Sandcastles Poems
When I was a young boy,
I built a castle on the beach.
I made it from sand with my shovel-toy,
Then the waves grabbed it in their reach.
They tore my castle down,
And dragged it down into the sea.
So i took my shovel and, with a frown,
Built another castle quickly.
I built it bigger and stronger
Than the ones in the past.
I thought this one would last longer,
But its walls would no longer last.
I built a moat around the last one that day,
But the waves seemed desperate to wash them all away.
Sandcastles built upon a pristine beach are a marvel to behold,
With much pride taken by the architect to design and mold!
But, alas, this fragile work of art is destined to be savagely razed
By the inexorable creep of hissing surf, leaving the builder dazed!
Many folks spend their time daydreaming, building castles in the air,
But, oft' such dreams crumble, washing o'er them in waves of despair.
Whether one builds castles in the air or sandcastles nigh the sea,
Each is but a fleeting dream with no imperishable guarantee!
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
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Placed No. 3 in Gail Doyle's "Sandcastles By The Seashore" Contest - May 2012
Strong heart grains as gild
shone hope on her dream draped palace.
In time cracks reshaped grains
into hapless dream gratis gravestones.
silver tipped teal swell
unhurried race to shoreline
… a child's dream disposed
Disenchanted sandcastles
Alone on a silent shoreline,
sea breeze emotions paint my skin
Sands of time slip away as I count the stars
wondering why so many seem to smile,
when I don’t
Storm fence pickets stand straight,
weathered of years watching
Holding at bay the impending dunes
where my footprints once shared these moments
with another
Salt water teardrops fall,
meeting the beach in sorrow’d pools,
lonely silhouettes of my heart shaped shadows
empty and vacant, longing for that one
to forgive
Disenchanted sandcastles disappear with the tide
as do these words we compiled together
never to be written again, on paper or in the sand
Now I only watch my dreams fade into the horizon,
vanishing forever
Sandcastles built with the hope
That fairytales will come true
Lives lived in dreamland demand
That the moon and tides
Leave the dream untouched
Barbara Gorelick
Scared to fall asleep
As tides rip open shelters
Of childhood castles...
Scared to lower bridge
As hopeful heart cries exposed
Under jogger's shoe...
Ephemeral life
Whales eco-locate my soul
Tacit castles in the dusk...
for SKAT's Contest "Sand Castles"
We erected sandcastles on the seashore.
I designed them and you painstakingly formed them
into edifices, complete with turrets, flags, and moats.
We even won the contest for the most authentic.
Now the only castles we build are in our imaginations.
You don’t even recognize your queen anymore, and I
am sad at the ravages that Alzheimers has afflicted my king.
Oh, to be young again, sit at sunset and watch the tide
sweep away our castles, slowly and gently.
Perhaps we can sit on the balcony tonight and hold hands.
This may be the day you once more call me queen.
.
sunburned, sleeping child--
another summer memory
is swept out to sea
Castles of sand
on the beach of love
never crumble.
Love thy name is
Eternity.
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By:kash poet
we build ourselves up
into what we want to be...
life's tide erodes us
We can’t defeat the clock,
despite our best intent.
No buffer to the shock,
no reason to lament.
Don’t be sad, don’t be scared,
you can’t abandon hope.
Think of all that we’ve shared,
you’ll find a way to cope.
This gift is only lent
and certain rules apply.
Enjoy what we’ve been sent,
don’t watch the world go by.
Standing firm, standing tall,
against the ebb and flow.
Time’s tide will take us all;
our hopes and dreams laid low.
These thoughts we can’t eschew,
for we have reached the edge.
Now I have to leave you,
no matter what I pledge.
This fate there’s no cheating,
my finis, close at hand.
We are each just fleeting;
a castle made of sand.
Summertime is here
Golden sands await the rush
Territories shared
Excitement abounds
Buckets and spades in frenzy
Silica shapes form
Children creating
Young voices resonating
Sandcastles they show
"Daddy look at all the sandcastles"
"Aren't they all so grand?"
"Who could have known a king and his throne,
Could simply be made out of sand"
"Look at the beautiful towers"
"I wonder if a princess lives there"
"I'll bet she is kind, they're so hard to find,
With beautiful long flowing hair"
My daughter loved to go to the beach
She loved the sandcastles the best
But she didn't know her heart was too slow
And soon they would open her chest
It's funny sometimes how time can fly
It only seems like yesterday
With some complication during her operation
My daughter has passed away
I still go to the beach from time to time
To see the sandcastles on display
I still close my eyes and say my goodbyes
Each time I hear her say
"Daddy look at all the sandcastles"
"Aren't they all so grand?"
"Who could have known a king and his throne,
Could simply be made out of sand"
Sandcastle crumbles
Waves wash away residue
Taking dreams with it
won 9th place