by Melissa Arel

long after he leaves this earth
his legacy will continue
and stories will be passed down
through the generations
of how my father built a castle
from the sand that tried to bury him.


Posted on 07/30/2018
Copyright © 2021 Melissa Arel

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Sarah George on 07/31/18 at 12:55 PM

Ah, this is so lovely. With just a few lines you've created this vivid portrait of a brave, resilient, and resourceful man.

Posted by Glenn Currier on 08/03/18 at 01:16 PM

What a tribute! As I think about it, so much of my life seems to be my attempt to build something our of that sand that I hope will be a castle and not just a moat or something that will float away. And I am truly fortunate if someone in THIS era will think a few of them are castles. Your father was obviously successful because here you are. Right here. Right now. Building a castle for us. Thank you.

Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 08/03/18 at 08:32 PM

So much said in these few lines. Really love the last two lines in particular.

Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 08/05/18 at 08:56 PM

Nicely put Melissa!

Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 08/09/18 at 11:48 AM

A gem of a poem. And the end is a cherry on this tort.

Posted by Rob Littler on 08/24/18 at 07:04 AM

...transitory beauty is beautiful nonetheless, but just in case I'm not the only one noticing, maybe it is because castles made of sand float into the sea, eventually, that experience can also be more "melt it into a glass house" kind of lesson

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