i want to touch
that little glass orb
cutting through the night
and all its crashing waves.
i wait for its light
to find me,
hiding behind
the rock.
Author notes
i don't like to go searching.
critques.
peace to all ~flight
A contest entry
- imagery; lighthouse. by Ryno.
400 points, ended November 25, 2008, 14 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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The images could've been a tad more descriptive and a little more creative and stronger, but I liked the major idea behind this basic image.
It reminds me of really wanting something, but, in the end "chickening" out and hiding from it because you are scared.
A nice, refreshing take on the prompt. Thanks for the entry.
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