Sand Castles by W Roger Carlisle

The sand castle and its towers

have partially washed away overnight.

When you stick your hand inside

the rooms have collapsed

as did your life in your last dream.

Worlds are shifting, being

made or dissolved, eddying around us,

losing form. What is obvious now

is how you must rebuild your dream.

W Roger Carlisle is a 74-year-old, semi-retired physician. He currently volunteers and works in a free medical clinic for patients living in poverty. He grew up in Oklahoma and was a history major in college. He has been writing poetry for 10 years. He is currently on a journey of returning home to better understand himself through poetry. He hopes he is becoming more humble in the process.

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