Lighthouse

[ton321]

The black, wet rocks are expensive.
And the miserly wind costs a fortune.
White spray gathers from afar, unnoticed;
weaves a sea-tapestry for a split second.

The bladderwracked walls are listing.
This is the final expenditure.
Tonnage of hope, heaped,
and the night blinks back.

[Macavity]

and the night blinks back

Some imaginative lines. Love the notion of a sea-tapestry. Essentially though, I find the poem elusive.

best

mac

[CalebPerry]

I'm not making the connection between a lighthouse and financial stuff, unless this somehow involves scenes in a movie. In the line "the miserly wind costs a fortune", you are treating the wind both as an individual (miserly) and an object (costs a fortune).

"bladderwracked" doesn't make sense to me.

Sorry that I'm not getting it.

[Leaf]

Hi,

I like this a lot. I'm not sure whether I'm reading it the right way, but on one level I'm getting the costs of maintaining a battered lighthouse and on another the possibility that the lighthouse is a symbol for something, also difficult to maintain. Some sort of beacon of hope, I suppose.

Even if I'm wrong on both counts, I'm enjoying the imagery, especially the 'sea-tapestry' and the 'bladderwracked walls'. Pretty cool!

Best wishes,
Leaf

[pomespennyeach]

I am with you until the last line which I feel isn't up to the rest of the poem. It's a pleasing image, but lightweight compared to the poetry that leads up to it.

PPE

[ton321]

Thanks for the replies. It is just an amorphic sketch rather than anything with proper meaning, hence the understandable puzzlement.
Tony