" The shattered storm has left its trace
Upon this huge and heaving dome,
For the thin threads of yellow foam
Float on the waves like raveled lace "
The salty spray, and white wash waves,
Peaking slight, and cold glow,
Like a sheet of swirling, translucent snow.
Shines the silver moon.
The helmsman hidden,
A shroud of choking fog,
Encircling the salty old sea dog,
Whilst the engine grinds, a path well ridden.
Pushing on through the pitch,
Claps of thunder, shake the bow,
In full force, pelting, drenching rain now,
Dragging forth, Over soon.
The storm, rent, ripped and torn,
The metal vessel scared and bent,
Yellow foam floats atop the deep descent,
Like silky tresses, from the ocean born.
Author notes
Teresa Rowley - TishPish =]
A contest entry
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Comments
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Great write and thanks for the entry.
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I'm sorry, I loved the poem & the rhyme was original for me, but the poem has been eliminated from the contest. <3
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This is amazing my friend!...I really enjoyed it a lot...It flowed wonderfully and held my attention to the end...A sadness of the wreck and ruin...cast upon the oceans floor
...very Pleased to see it won Gold~Thank you so much for sharing
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