Who Can Touch The Sky? Poem by Heather Burns

Who Can Touch The Sky?



In youth castles
are built of sand
ever shifting
and restless
Somewhat as beach
combers.

Eventually a tide
swept in,
gathering them in
angry arms
whirling
expectations to sea.

Here of late castles
appear on high ground
undisturbed.
Who can touch the sky?

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
one of my first poems.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
David Wood 13 July 2013

Castles in the air are but an illusion. A great poem.

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