Poetry Blogs (ship)
Don Matthews on Not Looking Forward to My Old Age, Specifically Arse Wiping (50 minutes ago)
They see me
Without a word
Through the sea white mist
Slow silent slip away
They see me
An empty vessel
Adrift from my moorings
Fading to the horizon
To move, like night, from sea to sea
They see me
Lost to all and love
Hull down, alone
Eternally to drift
To tide or current whim
Sometime storm blasted
Saturday 10th March 2018 4:35 pm
My ship is sinking,
while your ship has sailed...
Our attempt at love,
seems it has failed...
Maybe if we tried harder,
could have prevailed...
I'm crumbling into pieces
crashing against these waves
that are helping to rip my walls right apart
my ship sinking, a metaphor for my broken heart
Where did the love go?
how did you and I go from bein...
Saturday 10th March 2018 7:49 am
One day this boat will be too heavy to float,
And the captain will say his goodbyes.
A song so sad will be sung on that night,
As the crew greets their friendly demise.
I've run out of ways to diminish the waves you violently push towards my shore.
On my hands and knees. I beg, I say "please".
But the water is climbing up more.
So for all of the people a...
Friday 14th October 2016 5:59 am
Through my illuminated gunsight the small ship glistens silver in the sunlight,
it grows larger every second, my plane shaking with the recoil of my 30mm cannons.
My shells fly through the air like angry fireflies and the crystal ship disappears in a world of spray and fire, cutting across the sea and into the ship.
Mortal damage is done and it stops dea...
Sunday 8th January 2012 4:12 pm
Trapped in this awful fucking life where I wanted to love but ruined the chance when I got it. I’ll never forget her but what does that matter now with defeat snapping at my heels, she fully understands the past snapping at her heels, like mine does. Her words, not mine. I surrender to the nightmare night-time dark veil of defeat and await my end. It came sooner than I thought...
Tuesday 20th September 2011 7:59 pm
Goya sailing to where? And with whom aboard? So many people each with a name, an age and a story; good or bad? What events led them to be aboard the Goya that night in the Baltic? All were aware of the Russians hot on their heels, better to flee by evacuation than face the wrath of Stalingrad and revenge of Leningrad amongst others. Treat others like they treat you. It was this p...
Saturday 17th September 2011 4:03 pm
Is it true that the Steuben was sunk in the war by the Soviets? Is it true that many thousands died? ...
Monday 25th July 2011 3:51 pm
How much are you worth asked a dear friend
'Two kisses and a cuddle' was the reply he did send
'Two kisses may be found for you with ease
But a cuddle is harder to blow through the breeze'
'Ah but cuddles are warm and can last so long
Please see if you can manage to blow very strong'
'Much as I might blow long with all of my might
I doubt you would get that hug afore tomorrow ...
Tuesday 1st September 2009 9:21 pm