A GRAIN OF SAND
Such are stars, to numbers cling,
But grains of sand to futility;
Fireworks explode in colours bring,
Feet, imprint on beach tranquility;
Cupped ocean, in a seashell will sing,
Meandering sands, skirt tides agility;
Oh thou creation, by word thus to spring,
Sand, lend dreams and castles possibility.
A GRAIN OF SAND © gillena cox 2017
Midweek Motif
A grain of Sand, prompted by Sumana
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Revisit
28 April 2015
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Folks, I must be some kind of Sand Nut; here's more sand - read more
desert sand
Time Written In Sand
wet hot sand
barefooted sand
hot sand
sand between our toes
voices cry, in sand
along the sand
wet sand
fallow sand
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But there's no sand in the music, still, Enjoy!!!
lending dream and castles possibility... love that
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Lovely sentiments and descriptions, and beautiful use of rhyme.
ReplyDeleteThere is a spare style, a rare lightness in your lines...beautiful! <3
ReplyDeleteThank you for your appreciation Panchali
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Your last line is amazingly unique and beautiful--and I love the unity as the rest of you lines lead to that. Thank for your comment on my oysters.
ReplyDeleteThanks for your appreciation Susan
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