Lighthouse Poem by Sheena Blackhall

Lighthouse



The lighthouse stands like an Easter Island statue
Staring stonily into the leaden skies

Wrecked waves far below on the shore
A foghorn keens like a banshee through the gloaming

There is nothing sadder than a treeless land
Jutting up from a bare limb of rock

This edge of earth is truly God forsaken
Peopled only by wind howl and sea crash
And the bitter screech of gulls

Like Bach in a black mood
Overlooking a beach
Where every pebble's a quern
Reducing the world to shale and sand and shingle

Thursday, December 18, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: sea
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Dr Pintu Mahakul 18 December 2014

This edge of earth is truly God forsaken....wonderful as well as beautiful poem. Light house to show direction to ship as God to life.

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