Messages from the Lighthouse

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d seasAs truth crashes upon shale and limestone littered with seaweed impermanence Will I come to transform, as you predicted? An aphotic butterfly among salt-ridden coralHave I seen you before? In dreams eye as I wept was it you that I longed for, in my eternal descent? Are we made of words or bones or both? fleeting hearts sinking like a porous stoneAre these words but messages sent within? Did you not see my Morse code, in the bioluminescence of siphonophore nights? in the place where time lamentsIn your letters, I r

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ead and ponder did you create me in these lines? Is that why I have essence without existence? Is that why I weep with every sunset plundered?I am the keeper of loss and sorrow I know you sail these distant oceans, to one day see my orbs flickering- upon the shores of broken love songs final verseI am the toadfish’s midnight song, a prayer sent, across the melted candelabra I only hope that you can see my eyes tonight, bright and hopeful and filled with sea-breeze light.© <a href="undefined">Bradley J Nordell</a> 2020</article></body>

A poem about the importance of one’s inner light

Hallowed bygone memories enfold me a ghostly cochlear embrace Broken words resonate in the depths of hollow untamed seas

As truth crashes upon shale and limestone littered with seaweed impermanence Will I come to transform, as you predicted? An aphotic butterfly among salt-ridden coral

Have I seen you before? In dreams eye as I wept was it you that I longed for, in my eternal descent? Are we made of words or bones or both? fleeting hearts sinking like a porous stone

Are these words but messages sent within? Did you not see my Morse code, in the bioluminescence of siphonophore nights? in the place where time laments

In your letters, I read and ponder did you create me in these lines? Is that why I have essence without existence? Is that why I weep with every sunset plundered?

I am the keeper of loss and sorrow I know you sail these distant oceans, to one day see my orbs flickering- upon the shores of broken love songs final verse

I am the toadfish’s midnight song, a prayer sent, across the melted candelabra I only hope that you can see my eyes tonight, bright and hopeful and filled with sea-breeze light.