The lighthouse
Big Ben, a London landmark;
Awash with blinding light;
A brilliant lighthouse;
In the still of the night.
It calls to survivors;
They come; some creep, some crawl;
To regroup and plan;
How to overcome and stand tall.
The warfare that came;
Devastating the land;
Inflicting pain and suffering;
The fault of a fanatical band.
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Sue Vincent was a Yorkshire born writer, esoteric teacher and a Director of The Silent Eye. She was immersed in the Mysteries all her life. Sue maintained a popular blog and is co-author of The Mystical Hexagram with Dr G.M.Vasey. Sue lived in Buckinghamshire, having been stranded there due to an accident with a blindfold, a pin and a map. She had a lasting love-affair with the landscape of Albion, the hidden country of the heart. Sue passed into spirit at the end of March 2021.
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Hi Sue, thanks for posting my poem.
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My pleasure, Robbie 🙂
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Reblogged this on Die Erste Eslarner Zeitung – Aus und über Eslarn, sowie die bayerisch-tschechische Region!.
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Thank you for reblogging 🙂
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Always with a pleasure. 😉 Have a nice day!
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You too. Thank you 🙂
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