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Lighthouse
by Felix LeRoy Perry
Monday, May 31, 2010
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I think anyone who ever went to sea whether in a rowboat or an icebreaker has a love for light houses and their guiding lights...
PS: this particular photo was taken by Daphne Ross Hurst of Prince Edward Island, thanks Daphnee for allowing me to use this.


 

 

 

Lighthouse

 

Where land, sea and sky all gently converge

Along the mighty windswept Atlantic shore

The lighthouse keeper’s spirits still linger

Though no keeper lives there anymore

 

 

That light kept guard over that stretch of sea

For years heard waves pound shore in rage

She guided many a fisherman back to port

Filled in many an old sailor’s history page

 

 

Inside its spiral staircase steps are worn

Old timbers creak to the sound of the past

You can smell the memories of bygone years

Glimpse through salt opaque window glass

 

 

She stands tall and proud though neglected

Replaced by a new light a computers can run

To me she’s still the beacon on the headland

Standing sentinel duty beneath morning sun

 

 

 

 

 



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Reviewed by Sheila Roy 6/12/2010
This poem reminds me of my favorite soap opera that went off the air last year. Oldest running TV show ever, and it's gone. They used a lighthouse (Guiding Light) as their icon. I'd been watching for 24 years, and it's absence left a hole. I guess that's why I connected those thoughts to this piece; the mood here seems a bit lonely and nearly-forgotten. I like the last line for the image it leaves. Excellent work! Love and Hugs,
Sheila
Reviewed by Kathleen McDonald 6/4/2010
I loved the lighthouse when we would go fishing by it. Its soft wail and the lapping of the waves was intoxicating. Nice work Fee.
hug
kathy
Reviewed by Jon Willey 6/2/2010
lighthouses are nostalgia with personal story interests Felkix -- a unique life of absolute dedication for most operators -- an artist acquaintance of mine, Henry Parker of Gatlinburg, TN now, has captured within his renderings some of the most inspiring views and impressions of lighthouses and their lives -- may peace and love be always with you my friend -- Jon Michael
Reviewed by neerja gandhi 6/2/2010
ahhh..very beautiful,full of sentiments,very touching..and of course the computers run cannot touch its glow...i can feel its glow..
wow..a great write again by you Fee..
best wishes...neerja
Reviewed by Victoria's Poetry & Voices of Muse 6/2/2010
Wonderful Poem Fee
I Love Them Too
Just as I do The Silos & Barns
I for some reason get tears in my eyes when
another one is destroyed through time & the elements
our ancestors built amazing structures
Love's Bounty Lights over The Sea
Vickie
Reviewed by Donna Lynch 5/31/2010
Very nice, Felix
Reviewed by Ed Matlack 5/31/2010
There is one in Cape May, NJ & one in Ocracoke, NC that are my two favorite lights...excellently written as always, sir...e
Reviewed by Karen Vanderlaan 5/31/2010
such symbols of security-i love them as well though i have not have the privilage to be at sea
Reviewed by Amber Moonstone 5/31/2010
Fee, Me and my daughter have visited mostly every lighthouse on the New England coast. Yes they are a fascination and an icon..Lovely poem!

Much peace, love, and light,
Amber
Reviewed by Paul Berube 5/31/2010
Nicely done, Fee.
Reviewed by Christine Alwin 5/31/2010
...I have always had a fascination with light houses, there is not a computer that can take the place of the stories a keeper can give~
Reviewed by TONY NERONE 5/31/2010
I spent almost 4 years in the Navy but I never seen a lighthouse. But I would love to be able to enter one and climb to the top. Excellent piece of writing. my friend.

GOD BLESS YOU
TONY
Reviewed by Dawn Anderson 5/31/2010
I, too have a love of the sea and light houses....beautiful poem, Fee.
Reviewed by Georg Mateos 5/31/2010
Wonder how sailors saw those lights on the horizon on a storming night when menacing winds were trying to rip the sails and push the wooden suffering ship towards the waiting ragged stones.

Georg

Reviewed by Liana Margiva 5/31/2010
VERY NICE!!!!!!!!!! Liana Margiva
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