Shipwreck



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There, broken upon the sandy shoals

A wooden sailing ship, once so brave

Beneath the foaming waves lie the souls

Of all the sailors fate could not save

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Frequent visitor to foreign shore

The pride of her Captain and fine crew

Rests now in shallows and sails no more

She is a ghost of the ocean blue

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The thousands of tons of spice and gold

The gifts brought back from such far-off lands

They no longer scent and fill the hold

As she lies here dying on the sands

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Oh, all the stories that she could share

Of her long life spent upon the deep

The sunny days with wind in her hair

Are the salted memories she keeps

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The tears she sheds at her youth now past

Unnoticed in the brine of the bay

Upon these shores her final die cast

Rotting planks and the smell of decay

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Comments
15 Responses to “Shipwreck”
  1. Loved it. Great poem of the sea and of sailing ships…Lovely work my friend.

  2. beth says:

    So lyrical and tragic

  3. I just want to know how you get inspired. You write with such a wide variety of topics

    • Brad Osborne says:

      It comes from everywhere, old memories and experiences, new experiences, a photo, a word, a transient thought. I like to write about everything from the simple and concrete to the complex and philosophical. Oh, and once in a while, a pretty women will stir words of love from my pen. Thanks for asking and all your support!

  4. Jim Borden says:

    a wonderful tribute to a ship, and her captain and crew…

  5. petespringerauthor says:

    I can’t help but think of an elderly person with this piece, Brad. Once valued and respected—now pushed aside and seldom recognized.

  6. jonicaggiano says:

    This feels a little personal to me as so deep the feelings in your beautiful words Brad. I love the water and boats. I have always wanted to sail. This was gorgeously written Brad but it made me feel a bit sad also. Tossed aside like Pete springier said.
    So much history and hopefully lots of happiness in the life of a boat. The last lines were so perfect. Hope you have a great weekend Brad. Don’t keep the mermaids out too late. They sleep like the beautiful woman you wrote about. Love ya Jonikins ❤️💕🤗😘

  7. Geri Lawhon says:

    Many images came to mind while reading this poem. Thanks for posting it.

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