Halfway

This started off as one thing and ended as quite another. I’m afraid I have politics on the brain  – even when I’m trying to be romantic!

Halfway to our destination,

Chances still to meet,

Ticket ride from separation,

Journey at our feet.

Risk of worth to end frustration,

Ready for the heat,

Central hope of consummation,

Halfway to replete.

Flash! Flash!

It’s mirrored in rotation

flash! flash! there!

we see it and we’re safe

and can veer from everywhere

there’s danger on the rocky

danger unto death

we turn around and flee the risk

doing what seems best

flash! flash! It’s there again

such a simple plan

repelling and attracting

warning when it can

I’m looking for that lighthouse

so that I can steer my course

I’ve seen it once or twice, sometimes

I sail there for discourse

the danger is attractive

when that little light blinks on

flash! flash! there it goes

bidding while it warns

a little blink from heaven

flash! flash! there!

I’m off again on sailing ship

bound for who knows where

till all the lights have settled into

twinkling steady tone

adventure on life’s roughest seas

until safely harbour’d home