in the curving distance she seemed to rise from the sea
while they damp at the cuffs laughed & skipped away
from gentle waves the ocean breathed placidly after
a night spent hurling itself against those crumbling walls
hungry for ship & shore a living thing this lighthouse
sliding further out with their every step blue jellyfish
abandoned by the storm. dotted the beach reflecting
the sky & the day warmed as they turned inland &
struggled over the dunes peering inside they pressed
sweaty faces against night-dark windows a living thing
her purpose to prevent disaster yet helpless this day
craning their necks to see into the spiraling darkness
they almost heard voices echoing help us after a while
defeated by the quiet they wandered off hands clutching
small smooth stones & empty shells
© 2020 by Hannah Six
Image: Pixabay
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