Beautiful Wreck

There’s a place somewhere It’s been long forgotten, Where shades of lilac, cream and white Fill the foggy world far into the misty sea. The murky skies with ivory clouds, Shield it from heavens view. So that the shells may lie in peace. Amidst these shattered, clattered shells Lies a boat which sadly sunk. The wood decayed, The frame unchanged. On which sailors had once, Ate and drank in company And walked and readily slept. They dreamed about the seven seas And the treasure held by each. So I close my eyes to see a golden light Which Illuminates the ship again. While sailors danced and sang On that merry drink of rum. With lyrics of old pirate songs. Amongst their voices I hear the waves, They crash beneath my feet. As the sailor’s songs turn to screams. Sorrowfully they say goodbye To their dreams which fill the sky As they sink unable to fly. The salty spray splashes my face And opens up my eyes Amongst the shattered, clattered shells I stand again. And in my sight there it lays The ship that once had merry sailors Only now a wreck.