the beacon light

Wow!! MARK!!.....a most impressive and VERY creatively woven piece poetic prose!!......Beautifully formatted and insightfully conveyed beacon full of memories!!.......ALL STARS & PINNED......well conceived & BEAUTIFULLY delivered dear poet brother!!........LOVE & ROCKETS!!......T xo  :  )

love it!..................................................................................Jim

Hello Mark, 
This to me fills my heart with grief. A forlorn emotion depicted in a creative imagery through your carefully crafted words. Isolated on that lonely rock, with nothing but the memories of that perfect love. Looking out at a place that looks so far away, yet feels like home. As if the light keeps glinting on that once treasured place, you can’t quite now reach. Being widowed I have sat on that rock many times. So this truly moved me to read
 

Many thanks for sharing your wonderful writing 
Gwen x

Oh Mark...again...this is stunning!! 
I'm in the moment...in the atmosphere here musing about love life loss. You have a talent lovely man x

Well I have to agree with all that's been said so far! This is such an atmospheric write which conjures a deep sadness. Brilliant x

There is always one, always one.
Who enters one's thought regardless how old those who reminisce shall become or wherever they are in the world.
That lost love memory will never dissipate, never leave one's warm dreams and is destined to never be forgotten.
A bittersweet forlorn write indeed, but beautifully presented throughout.
Thank you Mark for sharing and Full honours bestowed and richly deserving .
 

I've been there .. (only on a paid visit of course) but I know how chilling it it must have been for those who were forced to call it their home .. excellent ink if you don't mind me saying sir .. Neville