Michelle Smith Poet Quatrain

Titanic - Fare Thee Well Poetry Contest

I recall many brights stars
but no moon
for lack of guiding light
we will sink soon

I see ladies 
with much fancier clothes
lowered with room to spare 
in lifeboat rows

If only they were to let me 
catch a boat
I would not sink
or lay frozen afloat 

I don't mind, as much
being pierced with cold
But to think... I'll never 
--ever-- grow old :(

I stay aboard 
with the shivering crowd
now comforting ourselves
we pray aloud

Fr. Thomas Byles* 
--he prayed with me!
before my last farewell 
into the sea...

For salvation
we're quietly dreaming
while others 
are miserably screaming

My life slips away... 
there is no more time
to record my life story 
in this rhyme

I can only trust-- 
He's the Guiding Light
I hope our prayers 
lead us to His sight


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*For background info on who Fr. Thomas Byles was see my other poem: poetrysoup.com/poem/father_thomas_byles_martyr_of_the_titanic_1422381

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Richard Lamoureux January 14, 2024 at 11:53 AM Interesting how you connected your two poems. I think this is well articulated. Blessings Richard. Michelle Smith January 14, 2024 at 7:37 PM Thanks for noticing and reading both! :) Blessings to you too Richard :D