I only snoozed a moment
I swear on my constant light
Then checked if I was standing right
I had woken up to a sudden shift
Felt movement, then a sort of lift
I looked around and saw in shock
I’d been removed from sea and dock
Now how can I be useful here
Watching foxes, bears or deer
Might they need my warning light
When hunters roam in dark of night?
Oh well, I guess I have no regrets
Here I’m not always getting wet!
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http://dversepoets.com/2022/09/13/the-strange-houses-of-lee-madgwick/
snap same pic. your poem felt right for this pic
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Thanks for stopping by. I liked you poem too
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I loved the humor in this Cheryl, and the rhyme and meter were crisp — excellent write!
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Thanks much!
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A lighthouse far from the sea.., a displaced poor house
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I always admire a good rhyme! Some lighthouses I have seen have been moved inland but never this far! The voice of this lighthouse is playfully captured.
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Thanks for visiting
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Love the playful tone and the rhymes
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Thank you
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You are welcome.
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Love the wistfulness of this take
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Love this poem Cheryl
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We chose the same photo. They may need your warning light, specially in the dark.
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All the photos are interesting ☺️
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You really capture the dissonance of the location here – and great rhythm and rhyme!
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Thank you!
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Love it Sharyl! Great poem!
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