March 29, 2011

To The Lighthouse

Andrew Wyeth Easterly Print

Virginia remembered
Blues solid blues
By day
And into the night
Reds solid reds

Setting suns

Towards Beacons
Solid lights
Flashing lights
Fortress solid fortress
Formidable might

Shines the mistress

Through
Becomes
    Waves crashing waves

                  Shells tossing to creatures

Becomes
Wavering quivers a beacon
Flashing and signaling
Buffeting braving storms
Becomes
Pitches and screams
Sounds of the sea
Dodging within buffeting
Becomes
Cracking the seams
Thunderous stabs
Pounding water
Treacherous
Threatening breaks
Exposed pitched calls
Blows upon blows
Salt upon salt
Taste upon taste
Signals to ship
Tight against storm
Signals away
Becomes                             
Beacons by night
beauty
by day
becomes
The Waves
To The Lighthouse
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