Castles in the Night

When the moon
completes her nightly journey
and hides in the coming dawn
the sandcastles erected in dreams
but await a morning tide.

And though the nightly vision complete
and sleeping robes set aside
by the nightstand gleaming
were moist grains of sand,
droplets of water left by the tide

Trapped by a morning ray,
they failed to remember
the coming of day
and lingered but for a moment
waiting for the tide

Thanks for stopping by and reading my blog! I post weekly poems on my website the Poet’s Heart for those who enjoy poems.

(Castles in the Night is from my newest
book ‘When Shall the Butterfly Rest’  available on Amazon )

© 2018 by James Spruell, All rights reserved


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