To the Towers

A Poem By Kathleen // 6/4/2012

Between the strand of sea and dark of night
I look across to see the stars of earth
which gleam and make a shadowed world alight.
It is a dawn made of dark and strange birth.
But if the moon and stars had blessed this rise
to such heavenly bodies I would ask
what morn will come to us and what of skies?
But there is none for this poetic task.
None, save the lights from towers standing tall.
There lives a surety in such staunch things,
that neither bow to wind, nor live in thrall;
They stand in strength while pelted by rain’s sting.
Their beacons gleam, a joy for all who see
and know what was and years away shall be.

Comments

:)

"Between the strand of sea and dark of night
I look across to see the stars of earth
which gleam and make a shadowed world alight."

I really enjoyed reading this and I thought it was beautiful! :)

Lucy Anne | Mon, 06/04/2012

"It is not the length of life, but the depth of life." Ralph Waldo Emerson

How beautiful :)

How beautiful :)

Erin | Fri, 06/08/2012

"You were not meant to fit into a shallow box built by someone else." -J. Raymond

Lovely

"There lives a surety in such staunch things,
that neither bow to wind, nor live in thrall;"

That is my favorite bit...what an interesting poem! Very lovely.

Raine | Sun, 06/10/2012

Lovely.

Lovely. I wish I had more to say about it.

Anna | Wed, 06/13/2012

I have hated the words and I have loved them, and I hope I have made them right. --The Book Thief

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