Treasure Island

Derek. A. Sim

(North East England.)

Better Late Than Never...


Better Late Than Never

I had to work late; you're home all alone,
you're probably wondering, ‘Why didn't he phone? '
You'll be heating the oven and preparing our meal,
as I slam on the brakes, the tyres all squeal.
You're changing your work clothes for homely attire,
as the car starts to spin, the consequences; dire,
preparing the veg, you uncork the wine,
as the car clips the kerb; and ploughs through a sign.
You're pouring two glasses, expecting me there,
the car's on its roof, there's blood everywhere,
you switch on the telly as your patience wears thin,
the windshield is out… the earth's coming in.
Whilst you wait and worry, ‘Just where can he be? '
The car enters the lake after glancing a tree,
I'm trapped and I'm sinking, with no help at hand,
the car fills with water, the doors… both jammed.
I'm panicking now; thinking, ‘Is this the end? '
My thoughts turn to you… my soulmate, my friend,
I see all the places and faces fleet past,
your troubled expression, remembering our past.
How will you manage as I leave you alone?
To sort out my funeral; to order my stone.
I'm now in my childhood as the pictures wind back,
my last thought is you…

My world is now black.

Submitted: Wednesday, December 05, 2012
Edited: Wednesday, December 05, 2012
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Poet's Notes about The Poem

I wrote this piece after coming across an accident whilst driving my Road Tanker on the A19 near Tees-side. It was a particularly wintry night, the conditions were atrocious. I could see one of those involved had been cut from the wreckage and was now lying on the roadside covered by a blanket. His/her family would have no idea how their world was about to change with a knock on the door...This poem is from my book, 'By The Way...' by Derek A. Sim

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