It was our savior
to see it's rhythmic flashings
or too jagged rocks
our ship was dashing

I woke our sweet captain
told him we have gone hard to port
he said well-done number one
I will put that in the report

I went back deckside
the wind did howl and hiss
the sea was fantastically cold
icicles formed from the frozen mist

We dropped anchor
and from our captains, permission was granted
to take a boat out to the lighthouse
I and seven sea dogs were alighted  

By rocks spiteful and cold
we alighted and boldly so
to gain reach to the lighthouse
all of us did in sodden clothes did go

The door was open
a light glow lonely like a happy smile
so one by one we walked in
not with a smile just a grin

It was alive
the whole lighthouse was alive
it was breathing and pulsating
green with the power of aniseed

Up the glistening spiral staircase, we did ascend
to the keeper our lifesaver
there he sat all in black
and said one of you will be me

And it happened
never again to be free
for now, the lighthouse keeper is me
just the jagged rocks now and the sea will be


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris