There we were playing croquet
I looked up at the clouds
And there I saw a submarine,
It took me back,
Back to a time in my life
When I went aboard submarines
In the dockyard where I worked.
A time of great joy in my life,
A job in my early working life,
A place where I sorted problems
Problems on Naval Ships.
I was a metallurgist and chemist
Sorting out problems found on board.
I met many sailors,
Had great times with them
And I went into parts of the ships,
Parts where many would not go.
Testing for problems
And checking all was safe
When others were working.
Thanks to that cloud
I was taken back,
Taken back to a wonderful part,
A wonderful time of my life
And gave me the purpose,
The purpose of the wonderful life
The wonderful life I have had.
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I worked in a Naval Dockyard for many years staring of as an analytical chemist before moving onto being a metallurgist.
- Category: Reflection
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Comments8
Good write Gold.
Thanks Orchi.
My Dad was an electrical engineer on the Queen Mary during WW11. It gave him a lifelong passion for boats. I like timber and metals but have no talent!
I can understand that 2781, you tend to get hooked on ships.
Andy
Interesting, after the war, he got hooked on fishing.
Memories are one thing that we carry with us as the rest around us deteriorates. The good ones can provide such joy. Lovely Andy
So very true soren, thank you for your kind words.
Andy
High time you disclosed more of your past, mate (Andy) that was great. Please do tell us more.
Well I worked for 47 years and one month, was never out of work, started as an analytical chemist, went into metallurgy and got promoted to Portsmouth Dockyard from Chatham Dockyard, my wife at the time didn't like that so I had to give up the job to save the marriage and came back to Rochester as a postman for a year, then went into local government for twenty years and got into computing in local government and then was offered a job in computing that I couldn't refuse and was there for 13 years before retiring twelve years ago.
Will that do Dave?
Andy
No it won't, Andy. There you have all that experience out of which you can extract interesting incidents from the real world. It might (in addition to entertaining me) inspire some poets here who are fond of daisies loove and their navel fluff to look out further into the world than the picture you paint of your latest stroll by your river.
It is what I do many times in my words Dave to tell about things that happened in my life and will go on so doing.
Andy
Almost exclusively in the present. However, I'm sure you have a wealth of interesting and funnily incidents buried in that history which would make entertaining reading, Andy. Don't keep them to your self, please.
Funny how a sight, sound or smell can transport one back in time. Nice work!
Yes John it is very true what can bring back memories, thank you.
Andy
Fantastic work.
Thank you Thomas.
Andy
Completely inspired by cloud formations. Such an interesting post and accompanied by some stirring music Andy. I often have my head up in the clouds. I see faces 🙂
Thank you Cassie, it is amazing what you can see in clouds, one day I saw three clouds close to each other and they showed me Australia and New Zealand! Amazing.
Andy
A wonderful poem,
thoughts and
memories penned!! 👍
Love the song
you picked,
Much enjoyed my friend!!
Best regards, peace
Thad
Thank you Thad, much appreciated.
Andy
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