Mine Poem by Lilian Moore
Mine
I made a sand castle.
In rolled the sea.
'All sand castles
belong to me—
to me,'
said the sea.
I dug sand tunnels.
In flowed the sea.
'All sand tunnels
belong to me—
to me,'
said the sea.
I saw my sand pail floating free.
I ran and snatched it from the sea.
'My sand pail
belongs to me—
to ME!'
Simple clever and invokes many childhood memories, especially the last verse, which was awash with memories.
Gold Mine Or Minefield childhood memories gold mine or minefield early days defenseless at absolute mercy of parent whims Copyright © Terence George Craddock Split image from the poem 'Childhood Lotto Tickets Birth Issued' by Terence George Craddock. Inspired by the poem 'Mine' by Lilian Moore. Dedicated to the poet Lilian Moore.
Birth Blessed Or Damned? good parents life blessed bad parents keepers cursed birth born blessed damned Copyright © Terence George Craddock Inspired by the poem 'Mine' by Lilian Moore. Dedicated to the poet Lilian Moore. Split image from the poem 'Childhood Lotto Tickets Birth Issued' by Terence George Craddock. Written in September 2015 on the 21.9.2015.
my young son's lost their pail to the waves at the beach last summer and since then they proclaim they don't like the sea anymore..i will read this poem to them..well written
Nature has its own way but the man has learnt to co-exist with it since time immemorial. Lovely imagery. Thanks.
And we adults build our cities and our monuments and the earth quakes and the tsunamis drown and wildfires burn.... what really belongs to humans?
An amazing out break of expression coming out of a forlorn soul engrossed in solitude. Thanks for sharing.10 points.
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Lilian Moore was loved for her children's stories and poems. This one is very cute and is geared for children. So is her other one that is posted on this site: Hey, bug, stay! Don't run away. I know a game that we can play. I'll hold my fingers very still And you can climb a finger-hill. No, no. Don't go. Here's a wall - a tower, too, A tiny bug town, just for you. I've a cookie. You have some. Take this oatmeal cookie crumb. Hey, bug, stay! Hey, bug! Hey!