The CalifornianA Poem by DevonsFor those unfamiliar with the story, the SS Californian was the ship which lay nearest to the Titanic when she was in distress.
We didn't know, how could we?
None of us knew her, why would she go down like that, in a blaze of lights? That wasn't her, it was one of those nights Still, clear, and frozen, just unlike Time Now just like her, the belle of the line Like a giant iron heart, broken in two spilling an inventory of all the 'who's who'. We couldn't have known, why would we? It shouldn't happen to us, how could she cross our path as she did, in the moonlight? Leave us screams in our dreams and our hindsight If only this God of ours had shown us a sign and helped us to see what we've now left behind Not left us in darkness, to the nightmares we're due of the debris, the life-belts, and a corpse's lost shoe. We followed procedure, why shouldn't we? The Captain was right, now where is she? At the time he turned over and put out his light Our radio man had turned-in for the night We saw faraway rockets that shone as benign and her stern-light drew-off through these glasses of mine Rose-tinted, blind - what did we do? Seems we waved her goodbye, but if only we knew.
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Added on July 13, 2010Last Updated on May 26, 2015 Tags: Titanic AuthorDevonsSouth West, United KingdomAboutWE BREAK ACROSS THESE TRAM LINES I DRAW by Haz I draw them with lines of reflections through their steps enough space between them for your space.. more..Writing
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