Inland Light House by Kristina Woodhill After we lay down our day Fog took many lovers, Crept in from its cave of gray, Walled, we hugged our covers Must have been a long wild night From the looks of things, Every branch electric white Aglow from last night's fling 11/18/2014 Posted on 11/19/2014 Copyright © 2024 Kristina Woodhill Member Comments on this Poem Posted by Alison McKenzie on 11/19/14 at 02:48 AM Oh! I just adore the language of this, the brush strokes that have created such a vivid image between the fog and frost. You. You angel. Posted by George Hoerner on 11/19/14 at 11:25 PM A short but wonderful write lady. I love it. Posted by Rob Littler on 11/20/14 at 04:18 PM I feel such a significance for the inland lighthouse, as titled. I am sure of such sanctuary. Posted by Ken Harnisch on 11/20/14 at 06:26 PM ah, the luminousness that glows from the inland lighthouse...and this poem Kristina! Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 11/21/14 at 09:06 PM Crisp clear images. For me speaks of the unusual cold we have been having. Posted by Leonard M Hawkes on 11/26/14 at 03:50 PM This is wonderful! All of the elements of good poetry, yet feels effortless. Return to the Previous Page   pathetic.org Version 7.3.2 May 2004 Terms and Conditions of Use 0 member(s) and 2 visitor(s) online All works Copyright © 2024 their respective authors. Page Generated In 0 Second(s)