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In The Midst of Shipwrecks

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In The Midst of Shipwrecks

Fading beacons, lights along the further distant shores
As the firebugs within nights, a burning nevermore
Left unpleasured in their yearning, Seamen laden take the test of storms

As the lunar lighthouse crossing clouds, swallowing up to blacken bay
And mariners are dreaming of hearth and home beneath Trident's splashing grayer haze
But, more of regret that they're met by wave after crashing wave

And the lightning unrelenting, lighting up hollow safeties
As sirens do, louder than the roars that nature orchestrates
Where silence booms just below, the ocean offers up her truce of deadly ways

A chance for eternal rest in seabeds of reef and precious sunken treasures 
Thus, once again joining their fallen, fellow shipmate anchors
In the mist of a shipwrecks, beguiled into ancient slumber
Waiting in unmarked graves to one day be discovered

Copyright © Michael Smith

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  1. Date: 6/22/2012 5:08:00 PM
    Hi Michael...This is a remarkable verse...Vivid images that help us recall those fantastic tales of ancient mariners...I enjoyed reading this even though it invokes a touch of sadness..all a part of life. Hope you're doing well. Love, Annalise

  1. Date: 6/12/2012 1:10:00 PM
    Sad but very classically written. A touch of the masters here.

  1. Date: 6/11/2012 10:28:00 PM
    This is a superbly crafted poem, Michael. How is it going? ARe you on the road?

  1. Date: 6/11/2012 9:07:00 AM
    sad but someones got to do the job,great write Michael

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    Date: 6/11/2012 9:15:00 AM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    I wrote this as a memorial to the forgotten. Thanks Richard.