Lighthouse—sentinel seaside;
A welcome sight, steadfast light.
To mariners, a true guide;
Beacon helping them steer right
Whether in high or low tide.
Beam of light, helpful at night;
Gives sailors a safer ride.
Lighthouses help guard the coast,
Warn of fog, hazards, and more -
Reef or shoal cloaked like a ghost.
Small skyscrapers of the shore;
Michigan—state with the most
Lookout towers during war
Other Great Lakes states do host.
Lighthouses’ inspiration
Shines with versatility,
Beyond just navigation -
Mix of style, locality,
Range, and illumination.
Standing with vitality!
Billy Shiel runs boat trips
On sunny northern days
Towards the Longstone Lighthouse
A pinnacle of the waves
Past two hundred thousand sea birds
A rare sight to behold
Sometimes even a seal or two
Come close if feeling bold
But it's the lighthouse Billy loves the most
The edge of land and sea
If only he didn't have bills to pay
Longstone is where he wants to be
We lean back in the ride sunset melting on her skin like liquid gold
Chrome glides slow and the whole boulevard watches our story unfold
Her hand on my arm turns the city’s hard edges into something controlled
Bass hums like a heartbeat syncing with the secrets we’ve never told
Palms sway overhead brushing the sky like a dream for the night to uphold
Grill smoke drifts through the breeze wrapping us both in memories old
She laughs and the block feels lighter with even the shadows consoled
The ride dips gentle hydros bowing and her soft smile says she’s sold
I look her way and every struggle I’ve carried loosens its hold
We cruise on two souls leaning close in a world we quietly mold
Sparkling, breathtakingly.
A luxurious view.
On cliff ledges who lodge them
May not think as you do!
Of million dollars worth.
When kestrel, when falcon
Is for no outstretched claw to claw's
Money exchange called on?
Formed out of winds, rhapsodic
Dancers; and nymphs! Unseen.
Baring that diaphanous sheen
Eves, mentioned. Time, mystic!
By whom in love, in their midst
Tread lighter. Sprightlier!
One hillside on down, airiest
Tall-grassed, gold-tipped does sway.
To a beach. From out whose coves' spray
Spawned. If but sensed him, her.
Chowder from the east coast
Homemade medley of the freshest finest ingredients
Gold medal winners every time
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
fisherman
baited the long night~
empty sea
Coast to coast
I move always with an open heart
I carry love in my heart from coast to coast
I portray an aura of positivity each time I flow
I leave my sorrows behind
I lock my grievances in the cupboard
I love to relate with a pure feeling everywhere I vibe
So I always move with an open heart
I carry love in my heart from
Coast to coast
Coast to coast
I disallow toxic energy around my zone
I protect my circle with purity and happiness
Cos i know the essence of life never exclude peace and harmony
I tell you no lie my friends
So I move always with an open heart
I carry love in my heart from
Coast to coast
Coast to coast
I never get trapped with hatred in life
Cos I rise to live above limited freedom
My elbow portrays the life i chose
My dignity is what it is
I never cross no man’s path
I prefer respect
I always give peace a call to exist
Yes am a man of no nonsense
I need no negative drama
So I move with an open heart
I carry love in my heart from
Coast to coast
The beach climbs are harder
the rocks turn my feet
and I find myself walking on my ankles
wading through sand
But the photos at sunset
or as the moon rise
are such a surprise
Like paintings
like fine art
witnessing the beauty of nature
as it shows us all of the basis for inspiration
everywhere
The sea air is so refreshing
the tang of salt
its cool crisp feel
as it laps past me
and blows my hair
The sheen of the sun and the moon
off the water
and it undulates and ripples
It's mesmerizing and beautiful
I seek out the lighthouse
to capture its beauty on the horizon
Its glow too settles on the ocean
and lights the scene in a way
that makes it seem like a painting
A huge downed redwood tree on the beach
a sculpture in driftwood now
but so big as to be a playground
The natural wonders of this place continue to provoke me
and keep me wanting more
from the tiny bits of rock on the ground
to the magnificent scenes in the sky
my senses are always tuned in
And here I share them with you....
Artimus 9/1/2025
be warmed be aware to those who mock the lord
the rules and regulations are there for a reason not scare
to those who believe be warned the weather has changed earth will quake
be sure take cover of forced to swim for the sea will come in and take what it wants by force repent while you can the laws change your world and state 5 or more people having the same dream same vesion no turning back tsunamis earthquakes even fires that are showing god's warning you heed the preacher i sent! came back to me where there's still time i will yet save you from this coming disaster
I don't desire mountains,
Nor do I desire coasts
But I hope when I knock your door, Death,
You would be a gracious host.
When I come to meet you Death,
I hope you would be kind.
And shoulder to carry me,
None I'd need to find.
I hope when I lay there,
There would be people who would listen,
And there would be some titles,
With which I would be christened.
I hope there would be someone,
To whom our separation would cause swan-like despair.
But I hope there would be enough memories,
To ease the pain they would have to bear.
And when I sleep forevermore,
There would be millions of days to cherish,
I hope there would be heights I had soared,
Making my name impossible to perish.
Then when I come to knock your door, Death,
You would be so kind,
That departing from my world, and greeting you
I wouldn't mind.
I don't desire mountains,
Nor do I desire coasts
But when I knock your door, Death
You would be a gracious host.
All alone is all i've ever been
miss when houses felt like a home
now more-so abandoned
as i walk around these ghost, derealization
now im on the west coast
starin at the ocean
reminds me of these flows
Melodies surfin
my skull got deep holes
here but driftin
mold the words no play-doh
in rhymes sinkin
realest never make the studio
like waves they driftin
built it up no lego
then the blocks crashin
catch em then let go
like a fishing passion
anytime i hold em too close
they begin dyin
then the water they stay afloat
and began rottin
or anytime i try to show
they're eaten by a moccasin
so i catch em then let em go
along this beach im walkin
In diving the coast off Aruba,
He thought he would play his best tuba.
The fish thought it odd,
The stingray said “Todd,
That isn’t the way to do scuba.”
Thou, goddess of the hearth, beloved of all,
My heart may hear, yet never heed thy call.
For I, who love Apollo, wise and warm,
Form shattered, died from savage, sea-swept storm.
And I shall never enter Asphodel
Until the sun shall strike this bitter swell.
Nor shall I leave, who learned to love this coast,
Until Apollo lights what longs him most.
Full well I know beyond a certain gate
Lies peace and comfort, and my friends of late;
I know these things, and yet I shall await.
And if forever hath the sun withdrawn,
Forever, then, I shall await the dawn.
Fabricated coast, they arranged a brigade
Aggregated to oppose, braving the waves
Saturated stones, awaiting decay
Exaggerated to juxtapose,
The real contained by the fake.
Professing control, they replaced the coast
Repressing the flow, sustained only to erode
Acquiescing the blows, an unstable repose
Depressing the both, the wave and the stone.
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