Wretched waves toss the soul
of a young teenager,
peering deep in the ocean
as if darkness held truth.
He cast off for knowledge,
only to be swallowed
by the starving dark sea.
His iron-sided boat,
made by professionals,
was destroyed by mere wind,
which left the boy to die.
Splashing his arms praying,
unsure of where to go,
the water spit him out.
He peered up to see life,
which he had never seen,
shining from the beacon.
Though the eyes always worked,
without light nothing sees,
and nobody can find
what they are searching for.
A contest entry
- Lighthouses by Turtledove.
650 points, ended February 15, 2007, 10 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Black and white....................... by Starswhispers.
500 points, ended February 15, 2007, 20 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Interesting story a nice symbolism You have bring the readers well inside the poem and take them to the conclusion. You have a good level of expression and a nice flow. Thank you for entering my contest and good luck.
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I defiantly wasn't expecting all of the stuff between the first line and the ending statement. Your wording was excellent.
Great revelation, and a very good poem. I am glad I read it. thanks for sharing. Keep up the great work. Best of wishes to you. good luck in all that you do....peace always in all ways. You rock....
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This is really interesting. I like the imagery this painted. Really made me think. Good luck to you in the contest. Keep up the good work.
Love always,
Kristen ღ -
Well done friend
Good writing. Thnks for entering. Walt.
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