Pink Sand Castles

Written for:  Sunday Muse #160  (posted by Shay)

I lean against 
these tenement bars,
cold steel, like
this city.  While holding
my face up to the sun, I
close my eyes, and dream 
of an island life, friends
gathered around me, teal
pools, green seas,
and pink sand castles
that never crumble.

About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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22 Responses to Pink Sand Castles

  1. wyndolynne says:

    Love the way the colors are part of the island and the idea of the permanent sand castle.


  2. coalblack says:

    White sand beaches and umbrella drinks!


  3. Helen Dehner says:

    Impressive, your ability to take a black and white image ~~ turn it into a dreamy color filled poem.


  4. hedgewitch says:

    You capture the longing for sun and life in this pic perfectly.


  5. Susie Clevenger says:

    Love it! Perfect interpretation of the image.


  6. Carrie V. H. says:

    The yearning in the image is truly in your poem Sara!


  7. qbit says:

    You gotta get out of the city, LOL!


  8. gillena says:

    Sand castles the never crumble. That’s one for the books

    Thanks for dropping by to read mind



  9. msjadeli says:

    Sounds like such a wonderful place to be. Love the “pink sand castles that never crumble.”


  10. Beverly Crawford says:

    I once read a book entitled “Image Your Way To Success”. Maybe you can image yourself to a lush, green island!


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