Wreck Poems

In the cold tub, at ten-thirty in the morning, I float like a wreck

In the cold tub, at ten-thirty in the morning, I float like a wreck after a week of drinking and gambling,
My body trembles, my mind is a dense fog, when suddenly the phone rings like a bell in an empty church.
A young voice, a folk singer, tells me she has kicked out her boyfriend, his

Echoes of the Silent Shore

                                    Echoes of the Silent Shore

              

after a car wreck

after a car wreck
your life is never the same
others keep living

A new lap dog

I've been replaced by a lap dog~at least it's cute,
Its poppy brooch glows bright on its dainty neck.
It yaps and leaps, and like me, its poops pollute,
But could it endure a long and rugged trek?
I’d wager it’d fail~a weary, broken wreck.

Once there were Pirates

 
Eons ago pirate ship sailed oceans wild
Old Jolly Rodger flew proudly in the wind
It met its demise when crew were beguiled
On merciless rocks it was pinned.

These days just a pile of rotting timber
Lead treasure chest is who knows where
Crew long dead are spirits that whisper
When they died did they utter a prayer?

White bleached bone

an emotional wreck - more or less

I have been missing your peck
On my cheek, I put it on check
I’m an emotional wreck, wreck
And it’s barely July 2nd, 2024, gimme just a sec!
Gimme a sec, gimme a sec, sec, sec

Stuck in a thousand ruts, listen to your guts
Shut the front door and give me no more buts
About it, about it, about it,

Hulk

Grey ribs arc skywards
desiccated skin stretched taut
curved spine embedded

Lifting of The Wreck

I come here often, stop,
and from the river bank, watch
the ribs of an old wreck break through
the surface on an ebbing tide. 
After all this time it still seems
to crave for breath, to air 
its last remains. 

Whatever past it has
no longer resides in living memory
but in a paragraph inked 
in a shipping registry sunk

A wreck-less agenda

Pure Christianity forges ahead..'
Amidst these days of dread
Changless, by day; hour years!
Immutable truth ever near.'
Smashing chains and fear
Though the season is drear
It never falters, it holds so dear'
A kernel; that ever seeds; Love
Gifting to humans born from above.!

The Wreck

The cold water lapped
At the dilapidated remains of the vessel.  
Echoes of laughter
From so many summers past, 
Now a distant memory. 
As nature takes hold
Returning the wood to the Earth. 
Strong winter winds blown specs
Of soil to settle in cracks. 
As spring broke, seeds burst forth
Finding a nest to settle and grow. 
New life

The Train Wreck

Old Number 9 was heading down the line,
All clickety clack on the railroad track.
It was making time, looking so sublime,
Wore a coat of black on its iron back.

Going round the bend, moving at top end,
The Engineer's eyes spied a big surprise.
And that one detail was a missing rail,
With a lack of ties, was the train's

Miss Unsinkable

Violet Jessop, threat ahead
Escaping Poseidon’s death toll’s
“Look after this, will you?” He said
She did, counting down the portholes

First the Olympic’s nurse enrolls
Last, the Britannic’s noon code red
Titanic claimed her shipmate’s souls
Violet Jessop, threat ahead

Miss Unsinkable showed no dread
There as a nurse of many roles
To safety, others she had led
Escaping Poseidon’s death toll’s

The Titanic, tragedy doles

Home's a Wreck

Too many listen and give in to domestic terrorism/
Home’s a wreck and terror’s risen for our children/
Most don’t inspect many carry on missing radicalism in their own colosseum/
No call to see ‘em no wall we’ll greet ‘em /
I’ll sprawl and take any call to free them from whatever bad man/
From the tales we’re told as

Trump Train Wreck

yesterday
watched men try to ride 
in some graceful fashion
a flying, spinning, gyrating, horned beast
for eight seconds
probably should feel sorry  
for the exploited beasts
but none of them grimaced in pain
and limped away cradling 
an injured limb
however
there was this weird, 
hornless, white as snow "thing" 
lurched out, fell back on the chute,
reeled and tipped, almost falling,
then

She Was In Shock

she heard the ambulance coming
the sound was surreal
she was in shock
still trying to figure out what had happened
body in the car was hanging back in its seat
mouth wide open
she did not know her teeth were this ugly
close your mouth! she instructed her corpse

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