Islands In the Stream

Islands in the Stream Islands linked together like forged argent charms, In straights of silent, surging currents, Where Watchtowers of Fresnel lens sound fog sirens Where sacred shoals harbor shame forgiven; Lightships built high on cribs and Keys of truth finally seen As bright argand lamps on chariot wheels send out beacons, To signal sightless ships with broken masts and rudders Through whirlpools of turbulent canals and gushing straights, To find serene deep-water ports in chains of channeled islands. Yet, these no islands only mountaintops of maturity climbed From submerged land coupled at a thousand leagues Beneath the tidal moon enchantment; Restoring milestone harbors of illumination Words lit by isophase candle lamps inside carved prisms Expanding light waves of thought - recognitions of new plateaus Topping astragals of aerobeacons with untasted adventures Into enlightenments leaving behind each newly explored isle - New christened tall ships navigate siren’s lure in uncharted streams. 9-20-21 Contest: Islands in the Stream Sponsor: Craig Cornish