Violet bluebell( used to be yellow rose)



sand sits in the shape of a castle 

breathing by the blue waves 

she sits happy to be a castle 

more than just fragments of golden sand 

a creation a new shape 

something more than just fragments of golden sand sitting by the sea 


now she’s inches higher 

standing , a castle 

away from the green grass 

golden hues turned into something more 

because now she’s standing a few inches higher 

thankful to the girl who made her 

to be given the chance 

to be something more 

even if it only lasts a moment

a few hours or a day 


she is now a castle 

something more than she once was 

helped by that girl 

who decided she wanted to reinvent the sand 

to create a castle with her own hands 


  • orchidee

    My place is full of sand. I took the garden sand-pit indoors on a chilly night, to keep it warm! lol.

  • Saxon Crow

    Brilliant! Straight to my faves

  • L. B. Mek

    so much depth, simply beautiful
    dear Poet

  • Rocky Lagou

    Wonderfully done Violet! I admire the way you can metaphorize nature in so many ways to mirror our own selves and our emotions. This was done fantastically!

    • Violet bluebell( used to be yellow rose)

      Hello Rocky … Thankyou πŸ™‚ I like writing this way , just feels nice . So glad you enjoyed this . I like to think of things which have no feelings and give them a voice .. I don’t know , I guess I’m speaking of my feelngs a little in this .. that feeling of being a bit more whole and centred rather than feeling scattered like those seperate bits of sand

    • dusk arising

      And we both know that when the tides comes and wrecks the castle it's a great opportunity to build higher tomorrow... to create better worlds every day.

      I'm loving your new wave of poetry Charlotte.

      • Violet bluebell( used to be yellow rose)

        Thankyou dusk πŸ™‚ glad your enjoying my poetry . Yes , I’m liking writing these poems . Completely ., build the castle a bit higher and maybe the castle will be a bit stronger next time

      • Bella Shepard

        I feel in your poem the experience of doing something just for the joy of it. Building that sandcastle is to be immersed in something tangible, concentrating only on the here and now. We need to loose ourselves every now and then. Beautifully written and evocative.

      • Rozina

        My children would rebuild their sandcastle everytime it was destroyed by the waves. They would move up the beach and never give up. It's life. Keep going, stay strong. Well done.

      • Goldfinch60

        Super words Violet.


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