Best Shipwrecked Poems
I always hated water,
being in the middle of nowhere,
but it was the only way to be with you..
Now,
I'm helpless, my fingers trembling,
lips quivering, eyes full of tears,
as this ship sinks, inch by inch.
I write what are my last words,
as the stench of fear,
slowly fills the bitter air.
I'm so scared.
I can see lifeboats over loaded with the 'privileged',
their aura in a state of shock, but so sullen.
Not all children have escaped, not all children!!!
How is that fair??
Some have jumped into the sea,
desperate to survive,
but its too cold.... It's freezing.
I'm just going to accept there is no escape.
I don't know if I'm a coward or being brave,
but I refuse to go up to the deck.
This room is now my tomb.
The violinist won't stop playing,
his music, so eerie,
as we face our fate.
The captain said;
"Even God could not sink this ship."
But you can't cheat God..
I see him crying in the corner,
ready to decay into death -
such a pathetic man.
There are brief screams of
"Help!"
but then only a haunting silence.
I think about my mum
tell her, I love her and I'm so, so sorry,
for I left her behind to follow my dreams,
where I thought I would find heaven,
but now seem bound into the unknown..
I had left the English shores,
to be in your arms my sweetheart..
So many hopes, so many promises
to be together... Forever,
to touch and caress your soft skin
and to place this gold ring on your finger,
dreams of children, places we would see,
food we would eat, poetry we would recite,
starry nights and sweet sunsets,
now slowly fade away...
I can see your face,
your almond eyes, your scarlet lips,
your hand reaching out to me...
An enchanting last mirage.
I'm so sorry my love,
so, so, sorry,
to leave you this way,
life can be so cruel,
but remember me,
please don't forget me,
you were my only treasure
I just wish I could have kissed you one more time...
but God has deprived that from me...
Please don't mourn for me,
but cherish our memories,
be happy and live your life,
find love, have children and
travel the world..
At least, I will not live in regret.
I write my last words with my last breath,
as I begin to feel numb,
I will place my hands together and repent...
This is my goodbye to the world.
Crashing waves breaking over me -
surging, tidal tears that capsize.
Drowning love, sinking in black sea,
fragmented heart cuts deepest ties.
Stormy, onyx skies - darken sea
crashing waves breaking over me.
Ship with no captain at the helm,
Alone am I - gone from my realm.
Floundering and lost out to sea,
Oh, Lodestar! Where are you to guide?
Crashing waves breaking over me.
Driftwood - broken dreams at my side.
Shipwrecked, adrift, my heart and I -
Castaway now so shall I be.
Dwell beneath ocean’s torrid sky -
Crashing waves breaking over me.
ocean waves capsize
a message in a bottle
drifts upon the tide
1 / 27 / 2019.
What a misbegotten soul am I, to be lost upon isolation’s paradise,
Marooned on desolation’s tropical island of plenty, except for
Human championship, humanities driftwood a captured cast
Away, from civilization’s socialization, thus I’m alone survivor
Of life’s shipwreck!
Collisions hardship volunteer trapped, upon the coral reef
Beyond stresses everyday reality, rocked by the sounding
Stormy seas here I’ve lain anchor, as the swift currents
Undertow heaved at my chains of living cutting at them,
Biting at them, until the metal broke apart, leaving me here
Stranded, naked and afraid!
Hail winds torrent clouds tare at my towering sails, breaching
The structure of my humble world of complacency, until nothing
Remained solvable, but a small piece of mine own dignities
Silvery pine beam, at the break waters merciful edge of
Existence I’m so dashed against the rocks of mine own
Oblivion!
In these dangerous waters treading I swim without
Life preserves protection, amongst me others are
Screaming, drowning beneath the crushing waves
Thrashing, I reach outwardly for these lost souls,
Yet they seamlessly slip away, on the tidal rips
Slanted curve!
Awakening from this living portrayed of a nightmare,
I cling to the dream of an off shore utopia, yet in
Poverty’s deficiency’s my iron clad shackles remain
As retrains locking bars, and left in tarots armaments
I know this is my only lot in life to bare alone!
A beach comber of yesterday’s remembrance, I drift,
Watching through my badly damage telescope,
Waving in retrospect motion, hoping for rescues
Leveling hand of salvation!
What misbegotten soul am I, to be lost upon isolation’s paradise,
Marooned on desolation’s tropical island of plenty, except for
Human championship, humanities driftwood a captured cast
Away, from civilization’s socialization, thus I’m alone survivor
Of life’s shipwreck!
BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN
Storm rages waves crash
my mind conjures thoughts of you
and I am shattered
the shipwrecked sailor
from the North
lands on land
between the seas
and sees
nothing but trees
the trees shade him from the sun
in the sky
the sky provides a medium
in which the birds
from the trees
can fly
and the birds
nested in the trees
on occasion
provide the sailor
birds to fry
unfortunately
the shipwrecked sailor
after his bird meal
and nap
still can’t fly
shipwrecked and saddened
I now swim up to the shore
what a sight I see
the skyline’s lit up
colors shine bright and sparkle
memory is formed
Russell Sivey
Entrant into PD's, "Sunset ((Haiku))" contest
My love is a ship with no map that is spiritually lost at sea
Never finding the heart homeland of you that used to always be
Emotion waves crash over my once strong and loving bow
I will find that port of passion this is my seamen’s vow
I set my soul sail up to find that subtle soft kiss wind
But I still am a drift in an ocean of tears because we did rescind
I check my compass of fate to see where my future lies
But it doesn’t point North to your heart there will be no compromise
All at once I see a sign of life underneath the guiding moonlight
It’s your vessel searching for mine now were two ships passing in the night
We have caught each other in a net and have never had so much love before
I never want to set sail from you again I’m shipwrecked forever on your shore
Shipwrecked verses
get stranded on my paper.
Brine on my hands.
(8/26/12)
My dreams are like shipwrecks at the bottom of the sea
Covered under seaweed, algae, gravel and rocks
Because at its birth, I didn’t give it enough stock.
A dream is like clay and I am the sculptor
And if I can not see it in my mind , then it’s
Because I allowed myself to be blind.
You have to hold it , and feel it, and see it take shape
Otherwise it will be much too late.
You have to shape it and give it a heart that breathes
And pumps life into its body and soul
Until that mold starts to take hold.
To feel it in your every being to the point
That’s the only thing you’re seeing.
It has to become a part of you
And you a part of it
Until it becomes like a glove
With a perfect fit.
I wanted it quickly - I wanted it fast
But when you’re in a hurry it will not last.
I gave it up quickly and dropped it on the floor
Hoping to pick it up again once more.
But it was picked up by the wind and to the sea
It started its spin -taking my dream to the shipyard grave
Where at last it could not be saved.
So to all dreamers - I caution you this
Hold on to your dream and don’t drop it.
She looked at me calmly opening her narrow lips
Luis the name brought an ache to my wounded ego
In my pride I had ended up shipwrecked in the rehab
...You can make it even when they all say you cant
I swallow my pride and prod,..
I like you Merc.. Can we be an item
Were the circumstances different yes
It's not a maybe or well see its a Yes
So my Journey is not in vain
You find the charmed ones now so often
With humans ever so accommodating
No unlike Peter Petreli I wont try flying
Unless am a hundred percent assured
I will land on safe shore where the waves
Beat ever so slowly and names like pirates
Voyager and black pearl are uttered
I have the soul; of a Sojourner
#Jewels of Time
unbroken bottle
riding high on salty waves~
driftwood warriors rise
Deep breaths of salt air
oars deep into raging sea
Neptune awaits us
Right then it shattered.
Like splintered glass
Veins cracked open.
Heartache leaked out.
Nothing is right,
In those moments of sadness.
Earthquakes are startling
All stability is questioned.
Running seemed like an option.
Pain stealing Time from Distress.
Seeing no way out,
Drowning entirely on air.
Gasping did not help
Tears would not stop the ache.
Torture became me,
Like a blushing bride, I wept.
For the sorrows,
Years of rips between us.
Piles of blanketed fears
Always sweeping under rugs.
Time is all you have, they say.
Always underestimating quicksand.
Treasure chest locked up tight.
Rapids of distress wrecking havoc.
A ship wrecked, plundered,
Splayed upon a casket shore.
It's guts laid out for all to see,
Longing to be buried.
4/14/18
I shall begin this tale with a storyteller's flair
take out my flute to play a soft seductive tune
between pauses, as I recall my journey.
Facing the unknown does not frighten me
unchartered waters are a challenge not to ignore
lure me like a siren, or filings to a magnet.
I am not an old god, doomed to search the world
on a quest for an elusive Seven Cities of Gold
excitement runs red in my blood, vivid as a wound.
I chase mountains as they loom enticing ahead
sometimes they fade like mirages in summer sun
so I drop anchors unfazed in strange lands.
After the rains, thick stars scud the summer sky
I could gaze at them forever in the moist darkness
leave the world, getting off it with not a look behind.
Can this be love - an insanity which is willing
to risk everything for what turns out to be
a colossal mental illusion - be shipwrecked at sea.
@jjote 02/11/2017