Thrashing waves pounding against the rocks, the sound of distant
seagulls screaching from afar, all seem to know the time is near
Distantly the amber glow of a lonely lighthouse seems to be
fading further and further out of sight, sadows now make it only
visiable
Fading in and out, I can still feel the numbness which has actually
become my only reprieve from reality
Ever so close now, my dear, time is no longer a commodity
nor is it even an equation
Smoky spaces seem to be more present than the air I breath
Even after the seagulls no longer cry, the lighthouse loses its shadow
After the doves now replace the darkness, will I ever stop loving you......
Another good poem you have written here Bonnie you do write from the heart, again well done
This a really beautiful poem Bonnie, your words paint a glorious picture. Andrew 10
A bitter sweet remembrance of once upon a time. The reader feels the savoring of the very last of something. Sad. Sad. love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
wow...this is a powerful piece Bonnie. There is something devastating in being the one that always loves more than anyone you encounter...eventually it will always lead to heartache. You have a beautiful way with words...and I have enjoyed every piece I've read. Hope there'll be more soon.: o) Bj
Distantly the amber glow of a lonely lighthouse seems to be fading further and further out of sight, .....is a beautiful expression. Even after the seagulls no longer cry, the lighthouse loses its shadow After the doves now replace the darkness, will I ever stop loving you...... No, never....you cannot.
love living sweet unto death... a write melodious and poetic...10
Bonnie, This could not have been penned any better, or more simply. Your poetic words are sheer perfection. Masterpiece and sheer beauty come to mind. This is a timeless golden expression... Best to you, Robert
how i wish i could live in a lighthouse together with you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A canvas of colour so richly painted in my mind's eye. Thanks for that Bonnie. Craig.