Here is a poem I wrote....I'd love to hear your thoughts about it...... The Devil's Light The waves do crash upon the shore, the lighthouse a dying sun. The rain, it falls like ne'er before. The Devils' work begun. A ship! A ship, with shortn'd sail doth in the tempest roll. She struggles, but to no avail. The sea spares nay a soul. But see! Those souls which wither fly against the Tempests' might. See the lighthouse, set on high and see the dying light. They fly on towards that lighted tower, each mariner in turn and giving up their earthly power, the light more brightly burns. And as each sailor rises on to join that burning lens, their souls glow like the early dawn. dispelled, the Tempest ends. For no safe haven is this cove, just shallows, rocks and shoals. A tapestry, the Devil wove, for ensnaring salt-rimed souls. 'Tis on thosesouls the light depends to feed its' Hellish glow. a watery grave its' light portends, its' graveyard, down below. Each ship, a crypt, each sail, a shroud. Yardarms mark the graves and no reward for faith avowed beneath the rolling waves. So on and on that dark sea roils, the Tempest blows at night. The Devil takes his sea-dead spoils to power his Devils' light. Now ev'ry ship and ev'ry tar, mark these words and heed. Set thy course by a different star, or the Devils' light ye'll feed.
What do I hear here, perhaps the rime of the ancient mariner? Very nice indeed, congrats. Especially the constant rhythm which is not so easy to acheive in English.
