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Lighthouse keepers and their wives have an isolated life...most of the time cut off from the mainland. It is a constant struggle to combat loneliness and its effects! [382 words]
ABOUT
THE AUTHOR
I was born in NYC 1947, lived in the Bronx till I got married and moved to Jersey in 1979. I was raised Roman Catholic and went to Catholic grammar and High School. Graduated with BA from Central University of Iowa. Worked in Manhattan most of my career. Presently I am a Claims Adjuster for a service company in the city.
I have only been writing seriously for the past three years, but am published in various nostalgia magazines, have won some awards on line and was awarded the coveted Halpern Memorial Award for best narrative for the Fall 2002 issue of the Bronx County Historical Society Journal. I also have several of my poems published in anthologies. Two short stories will be published at the end of this year.
I will submit essays, historical articles, short stories, and poetry. Looking forward to reading and commenting on the works of fellow authors at this site.
[December 2004]
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The Lonely Lighthouse Gregory J Christiano
Tall, hollow tower at shore's edge,
The fog inches its misty fingers to the ledge,
Rocks and sand surround and cover
Doors and windows climb up and over.
The spiral stair leads to each level,
To look upon the sea depths primeval.
Wind steals through the cracks,
With shrill cry and moist breezes wracks
The walls with battered sea mist come
A beacon on the shore to some
A home to navigate the ships
Hypnotic beam, flashing in night's crypt.
The Lightkeeper confined and lonely,
A hard life for wife and babe, only
Rowed to the mainland twice
To break an isolation's strife.
A piano in the parlor there
To soften a wife's lonely despair.
Time passes slowly in endless torment,
The house and tower to lament.
Drive to madness no longer endure.
Faint notes from piano's heard no more.
The wave-swept, jagged edge -
A mile from shore to rap upon iron wedge.
Seabirds fill the darkened sky with
Squealing, incessant mournfull cries,
They circle o'erhead to spy
Upon the spectral figures who have died.
The lantern slowly turns above,
To passing ships take heed and strove
To keep their distance from headland cove.
With eerie moans and heart-wrenching shrieks,
The gulls return to fly each week
With nightly visits seem to give
Unearthly watch provocative!
Round and round the tower live.
In corner room a rocking chair and
Pipesmoke rises to fill the air.
The caretaker's duty still and fair,
Like sentinels watch with loving care.
Such loneliness cannot take part
To half old ancient driftwood start
To wash ashore from shipwrecked boats
Cross tidal spit and cobbled floats.
Gray hair and wrinkled face abide,
They age so quickly with each tide,
Loving, lonely spirits in nocturnal walk
Continue their relentless stalk.
On stormy nights? A scary place!
The graceful tower rocks and sways,
With lightning's mighty beams to strike
The lore of lights and tales were made.
Shapeless shadows bounce all 'round,
The stairway's portal to be found,
Moves a lighthouse ghost with fearful frown,
Imaginary moans and sounds of
Dreadful apparitions there to chill the heart
And make one swear to see a silhouette
So clear it warps the mind with wanton fear!
But the keeper and his wife declare,
"There's no worry or danger here!"
READER'S REVIEWS (3) DISCLAIMER: STORYMANIA DOES NOT PROVIDE AND IS NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR REVIEWS. ALL REVIEWS ARE PROVIDED BY NON-ASSOCIATED VISITORS, REGARDLESS OF THE WAY THEY CALL THEMSELVES.
"I love it. Great job. I have always been fascinated and have lighthouses paintings all over here at home. Actually, I have one right in front of me. Its meaning goes beyond its looks. I think that people, especially Christian people, should always be like lighthouses, we were born to be light, to testemony God's love for us. Thanks for sharing. Great contribution." -- Dri Cook.
"Eceptional imagery!" -- mattie.
""Exceptional" Don't you just hate typo's?" -- mattie.
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