Shimmer distant light,
that shall guide the sailors way,
in the darkness of the night,
in the deep blue ocean sway.
A glimmer of hope,
when weather has become foul,
when it is so hard to cope,
and the winds begin to howl.
A guiding star,
brings relief to weary eyes,
a twinkle from afar,
under stormy dark skies.
A contest entry
- Picture Prompt by Sandygram.
650 points, ended September 7, 2008, 22 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Bronze to Gold by Age of Rain.
360 points, ended September 27, 2008, 20 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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What wonderful flow and rhyme you have penned. This sounds lovely when read outloud. A beautiful poem. A pleasure to read this Sunday morning. Thank you for entering. Best of luck. Sandy
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Beautiful write...weaving in hope well....flows well as always...
All the best in the contest!
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