Atlantis – The Ghost Ship
©2014 Susan Noyes Anderson
She sails across an open sea
obscured in fog and memory...
a ship of ghosts, of days gone by,
her battered flag lost to the sky.
Inside she carries hopes and dreams
unraveled, threadbare, frayed at seams
that pulled too tight and bound too fast,
first tries that faded into last...
a fallen star, a broken wing,
a lump of clay, one note to sing,
a jilted peak, an ocean floor,
an empty space that begs for more.
Her tall mast lifts no sinking heart,
and yet she knows a sailor's art:
to ride upon the wind and wave...
a ship of dreams, a gliding grave.
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What a poignant poem that is -- just great!
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Wonderful poem, I'd love to sail on that boat and never lose hope and keep all my dreams!
ReplyDeleteGreat post for A ~ and lovely written poetry ~ Happy Weekend to you coming up ~ xoxo
ReplyDeleteartmusedog and carol (A Creative Harbor)
I think I would be scared if I would see such a ship approaching in the dark !
ReplyDeleteHaunting.
ReplyDeleteMy great grandfather was lost at sea off the coast of Nova Scotia. There's a gravestone but no body. This made me think of that sinking - a beautiful poem.
A sad, but lovely, poem -- well written!
ReplyDeleteas long as she is sailing all hope is not lost...your list of things makes me think of the treasure boxes we have kept our lives...and that of our boys...
ReplyDeleteSailing into the mist, wouldn’t that be great.
ReplyDeleteWhat’s the song? It’s lovely.
I love it! Fun to read poetry that rhymes. {:-D
ReplyDeleteThis sounds like my life...obscured in fog and memory….but still looking for that dream in the empty space of my life. Your way with words is incredible.
ReplyDeleteI continue to always love your poetry posts. This was a very poignant poem. Oh what tales a ghost ship could tell.
ReplyDeleteBlessings and hugs!
So descriptive and beautiful.
ReplyDeleteWords and image go so well together.
ReplyDeleteHappy weekend to you!
what a beautiful image and poem..
ReplyDeleteI'm in awe. I really am. The backing music really set the scene.
ReplyDeleteSo much to ponder, Sue. A gliding grave carrying hopes and dreams of days gone by? Hmmmm. Yep, lots to think about in this poem.
ReplyDeleteWe're getting ready to head to the beach for a week, so I'm especially fond of this one, Sue! Have a wonderful holiday!
ReplyDeleteI also chose poetry this week for A :-)
ReplyDeleteThe ship of lost dreams is a haunting image...all our old hopes and treasure sailing off into the unknown....
Wow, Sue.
ReplyDeleteI've been absent forever it seems.
Trying to visit all the A's from last week. I grinned like a crazy (crazier?) woman when this opened to you.
Gordon Lightfoot was singing 'The Edmund Fitzegerald" as the soundtrack in my mind for this!
Haunting and always amazing.
You are a wonder!
Thanks for linking.
A+
beautiful! You are a gifted wordsmith!
ReplyDeleteAbsolutely wonderful!!!! One of my favorites.
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