Passing.
Time passing idly
cargo boat hatches lie
open and empty, yet
tide flows for ever
while rust grows its cover
denser each month.
Rot claims dusty rigging
of wreck-docked ships.
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Fay Slimm. (
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There's something always lamentable about old forgotten things. Wonderfully expressed here Fay
Yes - lamentable is the very word for these boats with so many tales to tell -- thanks Sax for your thoughts after reading Passing.
Such true words Fay.
Andy
A look at one of these rusting old boats Andy always makes me heave a sigh - they have been on many oceans no doubt and carried people or goods until bad leaks appeared.
Good write Fay.
Thanks dear Orchi.
A vivid scene emerges from these lines. Something sad about this picture.
I agree my friend - it is always so sad to see vessels that once roamed the seas anow rusty wrecks . Glad you were able to see the picture I tried to pen .
'a Time, before
a snapshot
of Tomorrow's, derelict
office towers
that inevitability, rust
of change
in the name of progress..'
still
even our relics, serve
a purpose
for
behold, this Poetry
they helped blossom
in-to reality..
as we thank you! dear Fay
for sharing
your insightful wisdom
so generously
Your generous comment is greatly appreciated my friend - agreed that naught man-made lasts forever but rusty relics of boats always make me sigh.
Abandoned - a town, a neighborhood, a railway station, a fort, a building, a factory, a house, a car, a tricycle, a toy, and yes those beached ships and boats that I pass by, always trigger my mind to imagine their tales lost to time - that your post so eloquently lay out.
Sorry for the lengthy response
Abandoned - a town, a neighborhood, a railway station, a fort, a building, a factory, a house, a car, a tricycle, a toy, and yes those beached ships and boats that I pass by, always trigger my mind to imagine their tales lost to time - that your post so eloquently lay out.
Sorry for the lengthy response
No apology needed Suresh - your words tell of things abandoned that could tell so many tales - - perhaps poets peer deeper and imagine their hey-days about which they can write - - so pleased you dropped by for a read.
My Dear Fay,
Your well penned poem and accompanying pic reminded me of my ancestors…the piscators. All gone!! Somewhat sad; but then I’m reminded of their contributions to this amazing planet.
Thank you for sharing.
Laura🌻
My pleasure is to be writing on subjects which remind readers of happier times dear friend - many thanks Laura for stopping by for a read of Passing.
A beautiful write about these forgotten treasures with so much to tell us.....very well written!
Many thanks Christina for your visit and comment on the relics which once were so useful at sea. They were at one time such treasures I really agree..
Good one fay
Some picture painted - another thumbs up.
a sad sight to see, a delight to read .. x
Bless ya and thank you for the sad but delightful comment.
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