Ah, the best laid schemes...
We dined betwixt earth and sky
enfolded by clouds.
No overlord's view informs
the next sandbox city plan.

Rain pelts my city
and the towering spires melt
into island mounds.
Tomorrow I shall simply
launch my fleet of motorboats!

( by way of illustration... )

Beautiful Oz girls
say "dump truck, steam shovel, and
bulldozer" this round.
With all three we can rebuild
Emerald City tonight!

I dressed my dolls up
("action figures" if you must)
in wild crazy things.
How, I ask you, can one make
spandex look good on dump trucks?

If one truly finds
the world in a grain of sand
then universes
resound with every load
my truck adds to my castle.

With my steam shovel
I excavate basements
for the whole city.
And when barbarians come
it works as a catapult!

It's opening night,
The dignitaries arrive
In their gleaming cars.
Of course, in my sandbox town
They are all yellow dump trucks.

Puddles like oceans
Devour sandy skyscrapers
As April rains fall.
Come afternoon sun shining
They will rise beneath rainbows!


ETA: Ok, I know no rewrites, I know, but the fourth line is making my teeth ache.

Gleaming wheels spinning,
Churning sand furiously,
The motorcycle
Hurtles across the abyss
Carved just now by my shovel.

One scoop at a time
The aerial sand loader
Loads up the dump truck.
Just how many bucketfuls
Are in my backyard sandbox?