Monday 7 June 2021

Tangled Timbers

by Nick Gisburne

She pounds the tangled timbers of the wreck
And fights to free the bodies from its hold
But kneeling on the vessel’s shattered deck
Her spirit, numb, surrenders to the cold
What twist of chance, that she alone survived?
What blessing, stripped from those who died this day?
She questions why the spiteful Fates contrived
To drag their dreams, their hopes, their lives, away
Perhaps they sleep, but none will ever wake
And only she will see the skies they sought
The wind, the waves, relentless as they break
Will never crack the courage she was taught
    She does not leave this memory behind
    It drives her to the future she must find