shane nolan


the shell of the bay

Reaching the winters bay,
passing over the unmerciful
waves avoiding the rocks,
that are close to the bay.

With little vision hampering
the navigation of the fishing vessel
carefully and skillfully do they pass
the open barren rocks to see a shock
infront of there eyes a freak wave,
breaks over the rocks onto the deck.

scrambling to cover to hold on tight
the force of the wave alters the ships
direction a jagged old rock tears through
its side and the bitter cold salt water
gushes in to take its prey

the men struggle to get up
some are in shock some are in control
they scrambled towards the lifeboats
but to there fury they weren't there

blackness clouds them over
and as time goes by, the waves
still batter the bay.

By dawn it clears and theres nothing there,
but the shell that once fished the bay
and the members of that ship taken away,
and legends say they are now part of that bay.

Submitted: Friday, January 21, 2011
Edited: Friday, January 21, 2011

Do you like this poem?
0 person liked.
0 person did not like.

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Comments about this poem (the shell of the bay by shane nolan )

Enter the verification code :

There is no comment submitted by members..

Top Poems

  1. Phenomenal Woman
    Maya Angelou
  2. The Road Not Taken
    Robert Frost
  3. If You Forget Me
    Pablo Neruda
  4. Still I Rise
    Maya Angelou
  5. Dreams
    Langston Hughes
  6. Annabel Lee
    Edgar Allan Poe
  7. If
    Rudyard Kipling
  8. I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings
    Maya Angelou
  9. Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
    Robert Frost
  10. Invictus
    William Ernest Henley Updates

New Poems

  1. Midnight Yellow Moon, Kyle Schlicher
  2. x, Aloke Mukherjee
  3. A Message From Heaven, Clara Keiper
  4. Account for, Madrason writer
  5. Rural Hiding Raper, Albert Martin
  6. Noemer bepaald, Madrason writer
  7. Wind was high, Aloke Mukherjee
  8. A Few Pieces Of Paper, Kyle Schlicher
  9. Carnal Succubus, Is It Poetry
  10. The Music Just Stops, mike scully

Poem of the Day

poet Wilfred Owen

All sounds have been as music to my listening:
Pacific lamentations of slow bells,
The crunch of boots on blue snow rosy-glistening,
Shuffle of autumn leaves; and all farewells:

...... Read complete »

[Hata Bildir]