Lighthouses

Wash away

All in a day

These days on my island run together

All the same

Bleached white,

Eaten stone,
Lonely figure

On a stone box.

All the same these days.

In all ways

The same.

Because no matter if I illuminate,

I still stay the same,

The waves always crash

The boats always pass

And sometimes I catch a glimpse of another just like me.

Our lights blazing,

Cutting the night

Leading, guiding

Both of us.

So far,

Both of us,

So far away.

All of us,

So far away.

 

You ask what I’m looking for and I tell you what I need.

You tell me what you’re looking for and I guide you to the shore.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

A well written story in the poem. I like the way you led the reader to the strong ending. A lighthouse had strength for writers. Sometimes that guide and show us the way to safety. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[SoledadSamuels]

Thank you for reading =)

[Roger Turgeon]

There is always sameness in isolation, I hope you recognize what you need when you see it.

[SoledadSamuels]

Thank you for reviewing =)

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I loved it :) used great way to show all:)

[SoledadSamuels]

Thank you =)

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Your very welcome:)))))))))))))))))

[A. Amos]

Guide you to the shore, beautiful ending. Good read and I enjoyed....

[SoledadSamuels]

Thanks for reading

[A. Amos]

You're most welcome

[RobertLA]

Simple, descriptive and thoughtful. Plus I like the structure of it as well.
Nice work.

[SoledadSamuels]

Thank you =)