As warm tears are immersed
In the cold ocean
Sigh. The flowers disperse
Shall you be moved to poetry?
As you survey the power below
The power you’ll irresistibly meet
A power you’ll barely know
Your camera, you clothes
Carefully packed
Tumble and slide
Quietly soaked
Left like that
Soaring overhead
Though your life has been muted
As the engines beside you
And much of your truth
The forward momentum
Can betray no emotion
The fatigue of the engine
Cause no commotion
Were you moved to serenity?
Balmy sweet air
The atoll had peace
Indifference to the sea
Where is the future?
The Bahamas, one week
Won’t take the fast lane
Doesn’t know who she’ll be
Somehow the Pacific
Embraces its name
It will smother your wishes
But submerge all your shame
Another passenger
Seat 13F
Dozes, breathes softly
No more ignorant than the rest
Uneventful descent
Glide into the abyss
Seconds of emptiness
A moment of bliss
A change in the pressure
A crack in the mood
An end to a daydream
Will it be the end for good?
Rushing in your ears
Unfocused eyes
Impact. It’s over.
A quick end, a hard life
You only sought respite
You have sand in your mouth
Morning. A forlorn beach
You found your way out
Salinity and questions
Momentum and cause
They all mean nothing now.
Author notes
Partly based on Aaliyah, mostly from my own head.
I didnt concentrate on the oceans like I wanted to. Help much appreciated.
Also, it's easier to see the parts about the Carribean flight and the parts about the Pacific one when they're done in different colours, which is how I have them in real life. I'll be damned if I'm paying this site to have two different font colours!
Written November 28th, 2005
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Interesting poem, Ronan. I didn't think Aaliyah was so big over in Ireland. Intelligent writing.
Mark -
This Is a relly great poem. I liked it alot yeah its true alot of ppl didnt know about Aaliyah till she died. But keep up the good work and hope to see more writtten bye you. ~Nina~
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love it
this is a very deep and moving description, I love how you relate all your different emotions with each different literal comparison...you really do have a lot of talent...keep it up!
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I like your poetic flow.
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Just a thought that stirred whilst reading - when we go up ans away on a jet - how do we know we will arrive where we expect to - in transit we are all lost - a strange feeling - think Ill take the bus next time
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Great job! I really like this one!
Sam -
It's funny, the title was inspired by Lost, but I didn't want to mention that in my comment, because we're only halfway through the first series here and I don't want people spoiling it for me, lol. Thanks ever so much for commenting.
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It's funny how most people hadn't even heard of Aaliyah until she died. This also reminds me of the TV show "Lost" with the title and plane crashing and the starting-of-a-new-life idea. Not sure if you guys get that in Ireland, but it's a huge hit here so I bet they imported it. You get the sense from the beginning of this poem that the person sort of wants the plane to crash...pretty cool poem.
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I've read it, too tired to make a proper comment at the moment so I shall return once I am awake. Just letting you know it's been read.
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