The Lighthouse Poem by Simon Jackson

The blinding light
seeks out amongst the tumbling
waves breaking against the
barricade of rocks jutting out
into stormy waters of night.

Illuminating and piercing
through the darkness, it warns
endeavoring sailors of dangers
that lie ahead, catching their attention,
A respect like none other is observed.

In the daylight its slender physique
rises on the horizon, breaking
the bleakness of the shore, now deserted,
apart from the occasional passer by
and the keeper with his dog on a leash.

His wispy beard and rough skin
tell a story of hardship and graft,
on his hat a golden anchor takes centre place,
on his arm- a mermaid and the other a heart
'Mary' I whisper, 'May she rest in peace' he whispers back.

Spiraling into the setting sun
like the barbers sign at night,
the familiar glow spreads out again
amongst the revolting waves
spraying the land with crystal drops of brine.

A glimmering light amongst the empty millions,
You stand unnoticed, except by those who know you best.