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Cockspur Island Lighthouse

The light is gone Totally put out Scarey to those that roam To all that are about Suddenly the thunder Of James Rifle gun fire The shells are asundered So you better be aware When the shelling's finished All can declare Very little dents Done to you there Your light's not sent Completely extinguished Never to burn again Not from weapons of war But at the hands of men Possibly total extinctions from nature

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 8/3/2009 2:56:00 AM
Splendid poem Sara, your range is increasing with a super mixture>>James
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Date: 8/2/2009 7:32:00 AM
periodic bombardment can depict numerous scenarios! nice write! Sara...mail
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Date: 8/2/2009 5:52:00 AM
Nicely done..the rhythm and flow is nicely done. Continue to share
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Date: 8/2/2009 12:25:00 AM
Very thoughtful writing you capture the emotions well.Sara.Rgds Brian & thanks for your welcome comments
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Date: 8/1/2009 7:32:00 PM
I love the way you have captured the essence of what it's like to be a poet and the agony of rejection in the second quatrain- Kudos! poet butterfly
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Date: 8/1/2009 3:37:00 PM
@.@ Interesting title, never expected such images, reminds me a bit of a Halo sound test xD jojojojo I like it =D thanks a lot for sharing =D
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