Golden copper beacons

Eyes of tawny copper flash a warning signal
Like a beacon from the lighthouse
Beware,  beware,  the rocks of ruin lie ahead
They show warmth,  love, lust, anger, and warning
You plough ahead knowing everything about nothing
Ignore the signals wildly flashing
Convinced you will be her downfall and damnation
Forward you go to the badlands, the dark place
Copper eyes shoot sparks as she destroys your ship of fools
Using only words as her weapons
As the eyes grow darker your fate is sealed
And you go forth grateful for an ending.
Any ending will do
The eyes like the storm have stopped flashing
No longer available to bestow light on you
And you lie wrecked wishing you had heeded their warning
It was not the challenge you mistook it for
The first flashes were open friendly
You chose hostility and fought a self made battle
And lost to the golden copper eyes
Foolish to the very last.

©AilsaCawley Poetry 2015


Author: ailsacawley

I have written since I can remember. First inspired by the wonderful stories of Roald Dahl, the Brothers Grimm etc. I adore myths and magic of all sorts, though I read so many genres it's impossible to classify it all!! Some of my poetry is truth with a healthy (or unhealthy depending on your view!),dose of magic and fiction and others are pure fiction. I'll leave you to decide for yourself which those are! Please stop by and enjoy and glad to make your acquaintance. Feel free to leave a comment 🙂

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