The Lighthouse
A poem on darkness and light
Published in
Aug 9, 2022
A treacherous light rests on the pillow
Of the soul that is left alone
Wandering in the darkness of betrayal
Ice accumulates beneath the window
A death rattle unsettles the peace of the loyal guards
It was never meant to be found
Graced in fog and magnificent stars
A forgotten lighthouse
Fights for ascension
Shining its ghostly light on a sea of pain
Another dismemberment of sorrow
Without a way towards the Self
The colonel now sheds a sparkly tear
While the sun disappears in the womb
Of the hungry and restless waters of despair
This poem was inspired by Gustave Deresse’s prompt “Light Pierces Darkness — Not The Other Way Around”.
