It was an Earl Grey tea kind of morning,
only served in a cracked builders mug,
it tasted ok, in a strange kind of way,
swigged down with a usual glug.
I said, “cheerio” to my brother
and gave my mother a hug
and then that was that,
not an eyelid to bat,
just a smile goodbye and a shrug,
now I’m off to start my job as mechanic,
onboard the RMS Titanic.
Oh my, and when I finished reading, I hoped he was one that got away. I still have images in my mind of people in life jackets, frozen in the water. An immense tragedy. A Maiden Voyage which should have been one of hope for so many. We are still fascinated by this ghost. Well written Lathe. Mind wandered to many scenarios on that liner. Brought the film back to me in full technicolour.
This is the first, if not, in a long time, poem that I have read about the Titanic. Short, well written and yet it goes on beyond the last words in the reader's mind. tyfs I enjoyed the read.
Went to an exhibit where you were given a ticket as an actual passenger. At the end, you learned if you lived or died. I was given a mechanic. He lived. But the dreams that haunted me! Like these words, it was visceral. Well done, my friend.
Posted 3 Years Ago
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3 Years Ago
That sounds like quite an exhibit and a clever way of pressing home the randomness of fate,
<.. read moreThat sounds like quite an exhibit and a clever way of pressing home the randomness of fate,
Um, hate to... Quibble...
Wouldn't the date more accurately be 10 April, 1912? I was told tha.. read moreUm, hate to... Quibble...
Wouldn't the date more accurately be 10 April, 1912? I was told that such things are done differently across the pond. Not that my teachers got everything right...
Still an excellent and haunting poem.
3 Years Ago
I think you’re referring to if it’s written numerically ie, 10/04/1912.
3 Years Ago
Ah! Thank you! Appreciate the correction. Where did I learn about the year first? Oh, don't mind me... read moreAh! Thank you! Appreciate the correction. Where did I learn about the year first? Oh, don't mind me. 🙂
I'm just being silly. Thank you for your patience with this backward yank.
“Sometimes when I’m sleeping my mind writes poetry,
sometimes when I’m awake
I remember what it’s written.”
Lathen Griffiths.
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