VISUAL PROMPT

Prompt submitted by Tenshi

Write a poem about what streetlights make you think of.

What There Once Was

Tall flames shining warmth down

After most have gone to rest

Today we have their light to guide us

Built by man to show success


But there once was a way

We were guided by light

That had nothing to with man


Fixed and flickering

They offer their light with no return

No price on their service

Through time and time again they burn

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