Texel Lighthouse Poem by Tom Billsborough
Texel Lighthouse
On high dunes, the lighthouse stands.
Scarlet stem, white collar,
Its transparent brain obeying automated commands.
It casts a pencil shadow out to sea,
Mirroring its beam.
Time's instrument too,
Sundial marking out the sands
Where tides sweep in obliterating Time.
This is an amazing poem. The imagery is so vibrant, I can almost feel it before my eyes. I myself am very fond of lighthouses; I even wrote a poem - The Lighthouse.
thank you, mihaela. I shall look at your poem now. One of our best is the South Stack in Anglesey, North Wales. I haven't seen the one in the Frisian Islands. I was just stuck by a beautiful photo in my book on the Netherlands. Tom
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Beautiful descriptive and metaphorical poem. I've read allot of poems about lighthouses and this one is a favorite. I love the way you think about it like a human body with a scarlet stem, white collar, and then the casting of the pencil shadow out to sea. To me, this is a piece that I would love to see you expand. There are so many directions you could take. So well done.
I might take up my suggestion. It was a trigger for the poem about Grace Darling but perhaps there are other avenues to explore within the image. I suppose I was desperate to get both ideas down this morning with Amazing Grace running through my mind. I listened to the Hymn and took down the verses so I could match the rhythm as far as possible. A busy morning! Tom