Sunk Poems

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She was filled with the laughter 
of her host and invitees 
As her lights were lit by their hopes and dreams 
Life was a  paradise unnoticed 
Till the lights went out 
and darkness invaded 

As fear over us pervaded,
Hearts...Read More

When I really  wanted a renewal,
Was baptized in a swimming pool;
Did dunk;
Then sunk,
While preacher stood on a stool.

Jim Horn...Read More

Waves sang songs along the sea shore, 
Water washed up on the sand,
Life couldn’t be any better at all, 
Well, this is where the story began,

You see, all of a sudden a wave gripped onto my foot, 
Pulled me out...Read More

Smelling like death wrapped with rot, 
The stench in the air was cold,
A paste of murk sunk from the wall, 
The wall that was writhing with mould,

As you stepped a forced step over the vile, 
Forcing your foot to the...Read More

Pencil moves across the page;
graphite on the paper blazes;
letters, join, and come together, now.


Floating on the mind like feathers,
sigils writ with light on aether,
melt upon the warmth of empty space.

Nothing left but empty mind,
forgetting words, and sigil signs,
they’ve sunk beyond...Read More

The woods were wet; there was a smell of anticipation that we only smell in August.  My feet sunk down into the damp wet leaves, and I began to feel the morels, watching me, taunting me. I could taste...Read More

He said "Give me one last kiss. A way to say goodbye. I know you want to."
But I am no one's last supper. I will not serve the last feast to the one who crucified me.
God didn't create me to...Read More

Winter-bought green pears
are much too hard to eat,
so I place them one by one
on the window still, where
they can absorb the heat
and ripen in the sun.

Now my eye is keen,
I see “art” in these green pears
as though each one were
painted...Read More

Leaving work for home, my job stress still fizzled.
The long drive included bratty rain drizzle
and windshield blades needing my constant fiddle.
My stress spittled as rush hour drizzle-tripled.
Some driver's fingers waved from their hand’s middle
but I thought how my nights were...Read More

You came in a beat up old blue Landie

with tales of sleeping giants on your lips.

It was your first night in the cottage

when the Wye was skipping over stones,

dividing the spiked water milfoil

with sacred Pumlumon Fawr sunk into the sunset.

...Read More

The lighthouse shivered in relentless gales on its rocky foundation

Stood the test of time but now it seemed that the clock had gone back

The keeper was sidelined to retire in the Sea Mission’s Nursing Abode

Had paid his fare and was...Read More

How many galleons per mile
Were spread the grand Armada fleet,
Hoping strong England to defile
After a huge naval defeat?

Surging steady through stormy seas
How many galleons per mile
To drag brave England to its knees
With solemn Spaniards sans smiles?

Dark clouded seas were fierce...Read More

In spite of the way I was doomed in my past
I might have resumed all my duties at last
The ship captain's daughter who killed for a lark
Was tossed overboard in the path of a shark 

The captain himself made a...Read More

THERE IS NO VICTORY

There is no victory when you find your ship has sunk
Your enemies are laughing, and, have all done a bunk
Left treading water; ‘cause, there is no shore in sight
Sharks surround you; it is going be a long...Read More

War came. How could it not? Bringing many things especially death. They wanted to knock Turkey out of the war. One ally less for Germany. 
Many events happened. Some were firsts. All included death. It was the stuff of legends....Read More

His life raft drifted helplessly in an ocean of tears and lost dreams

		In tangible finite and impermanent flow

He lost his compass and the needle festered in Tom’s purulent arm

		A portal to hot flushes of receding pain

Chasing sea dragons and hobgoblins...Read More

A poetess of simple expression
in free flowing verse
discrete words resonate
with cadence of aria
on a single string of violin
the beginning paces down
to the ending
with no period
as the tune keeps on
echoing for long

her verses are the surge of the mountain stream
the course...Read More

An unsettled soul seemingly always chasing propaganda 
voice from the equator, a quarter of a roar but heard in Uganda
he’s a member of a serious interaction, that’s a fake platform
on reputation’s policy, he can’t just conform
his name is a broken...Read More

We sat sunk, silent, staring the moonlight.
The new year's weather; whether cool or cold
Muddled in the day by survival fight,
We couldn't decipher and say it bold.
Ourselves we found in one another's shoes
Tied by the day's sorrows in a state —...Read More

I surmise yours truly i.e. me
a slacker boomer - ye,
whereby repose finds me
face buried in pillow free
and clear of Earthly worry

mainly, namely, particularly...
lack of legal tender re: money
woeful bane, yes unarguably
legitimate casus belli key
ping mental state agonizingly

able, eager, and ready...Read More

Have you ever listened to Rock Me Amadeus on Karaoke

I would rather be a Bat Out Of Hell on my Stairway To Heaven

And that is what they will have to sing when my box gets lowered

Sunk into eternity while the...Read More

THE SAILOR

There was a young sailor from Rothesay
Sailed his yacht around the bay of Biscay
But a storm sunk his boat 
He's no longer afloat
And the wind blew his life raft away... 

EDWARD GUMP

A parachutist called Edward Gump
Went up in a plane...Read More

Remain arguments focus on the future
Worst case not yet real what suits ya
 economic decline like 2008 9 

hand over control to be wealthy 
who controls your wealth 
must be mentally unhealthy 

until bad times please 
I plead help me...Read More

Holes Within The Holes
(nautical in nature)

A hole in the dark
The ship sank apparently
Unseen or something paused
Passed briefly through a lightning strike
Perhaps there was no ocean
Or hole in the ocean worth noting

Being it was dark 
No witnesses, no survivors
No evidence between...Read More

Steps his foot out of the door with granny’s anointed words
if blessings were edible, he’d have been fatter than North America
faces the day’s task with immunity to the heat of the sun
dines with the wild to keep the oil running
the...Read More