Far beneath the surface of every ocean
travel the ghosts of every boat and ship
that has been lost at sea
since the dawn of time
From the first coracle made by man
to the man of war under full sail
even the most modern war ships and subs
all can be found here
On every vessel the crew can be found
carrying out their orders efficiently
no trace of fear can be found on their faces
no sign of how they met their fate
With no course or destination set
they travel ever on
hoping that one day they can port
and return to the ones they love
fabulous! this is going to MyPoemList as well as (at your offering) into the August showcase on my PH site. great flow, storytelling, and idea. i almost believe it! bri :) among others, my favorite lines: no trace of fear can be found on their faces no sign of how they met their fate
more title suggestions, Profanisaurus, No More Shore Leave Now They'll Have To S-W-I-M The Plank! Business As Usual, But Wetter 420 i came here to tell you Kim Barney's idea for a ttlte, but i see he has left it below already. bri :) have a craze as day! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
The sea is a harsh mistress, and has taken so many over the many centuries, from warrors to sailors to fishers to travelers. Your poem expresses this loss so elgantly and with beautiful sadness. As for a title, I usually have a hard time with my own titles, but here are a couple thoughts. No Way Home Forever Sailing
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a suggestion, you mean? mm.. what about ''The faint ghosts of the abyss''?