John Lawless Poet Verse

Ethereal Lanterns

She hung the lanterns every night
A softly pungent glowing light
In hopes amid the darkened cliffs
To warn the sailors of the gut
That churned amid the shifting tides

Some sailors claim an angel flew
Above the ship to guide it through
While others swear t’was Mermaids eyes
That rode with them through swirling surf

And it’s been said by the aged ones
It guides the Seagulls homeward runs
And winks at flocks that must migrate
To let them know they’re headed straight

The truth be told she lit the light
And placed it hanging every night
Went to bed and closed her eyes
And dreamt herself a firefly

♡Like0

Share Poem

---

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

Daisy Meadows May 21, 2024 at 12:31 AM A lovely poem. Well done.

Triny Xiang April 30, 2024 at 6:35 PM Wow .. Wow. Such imagery lasts like sweet saltwater taffy. I never realized glowing lights were softly pungent. The last line had me sighing like fireflies.

Ink Empress April 8, 2024 at 4:09 AM Dear john, i was curious to know who wrote this one! Its just so me and beautiful! Especially how youv used mermaid eyes! Is beyond beautiful and creative! I am in awe! I love the way your words flow too, especially, “ She hung the lanterns every night A softly pungent glowing light In hopes amid the darkened cliffs“ what an opening, so delicate and soft yet powerful and captivating! Impeccable write! A fave it is for me also! Congratulations on your win. Thank you for sharing this with us

Jeanette Swan March 26, 2024 at 4:33 AM This is a lovely narrative, with lots of threads - the woman and the myths, and the dream. I like the words, 'softly pungent' about the lanterns as it sounds like what it is. The surprise ending had me smiling. Of course she dreamed herself a firefly:)

Hilda Greenhough March 24, 2024 at 9:49 PM This is magnificent. It is such an enchanting story within the poem. A fav. John Lawless March 25, 2024 at 5:47 AM appreciate the visit and the fave Hilda. I was with my great and grand kids watching my granddaughter do cartwheel and my great-granddaughter spin in her princess beautiful, flowing dress...so the muse just took off