The Metaphoric Apprentice

 

 

 

The world in color

And life in black and white

Becomes one

In the kaleidoscope of art

When we learn that everything makes sense

When we write in the sand

With a pen.

That way when castles are built

Not every grain is the not same

But our intentions are not in vain.

 

 So once the castle is form we let the oceans wave

and let the sun reflect upon the water

so  our intention can shine differently

in everyone’s eyes.

Reviews

[Fran Marie]

castles written by a poets pen
write with the sands of time
you paint a lovely picture
in this piece to behold..nice

[The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)]

thank you so kindly

[MomzillaNC]

Castles with our pen… the writer's personal sandcastles. Love the imagery.

[The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)]

thank you so much

[MomzillaNC]

yvw 😎

[jacob erin-cilberto]

if we build castles with our pens, will they all be different?
and if so...will they last through the tides of life?
I imagine so.
j.

[The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)]

I believe you are right. thank you Jacob

[Corset]

let the waves wash over the words, so they can be rewritten in their minds, waves that glisten in some eyes, waves that tear down in others, but words are always a Phoenix to rise again like sand castles aren't they?

[The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)]

well said. thatnk you for the input

[Corset]

:D most welcome R&R