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The Sentinel

Posted by cassiopeia on January 22, 2009 - 20:11
from the ABC set Thoughts and Whispers.

Alone I stand
No friends have I
My feet in earth
I touch the sky
No hands to hold
No voice to sound
I stand alone
On higher ground
My watchful eye
Always alert
No life to lose
No soul to hurt
I look upon
The churning wave
My light to see
Their lives to save.

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Comments

threeleafshamrock | January 22, 2009 - 20:20

Sounds like a member of the lighthouse family. I love this; the more it's read, the better it gets. Simple yet Noble with a great sense of mystique.

Chris X

Nathan Bednarek | January 23, 2009 - 15:09

I love this kind of poetry- it seems so simple to write something like this and yet it is so deep and beautifully crafted. Well done.

Nathan.