SHIPWRECK DIARIES
The ship staggered under a thunderous shock
that shook us asunder, as if she had struck and crashed on a rock; for the huge sea smote every soul from the decks of The Falcon but one; all of them, all but the man that was lash'd to the helm had gone."[11. 106-9"]
Tennyson - The Wreck
Sunday, September 03, 2006
Storm
Winds blowing in off the stormy sea,
Sea Gulls fighting the elements raw.
A sight to fascinate all that see,
This most fearsome chaos on the sea-shore.
Boats pitching and tossing on each breaking wave,
It seemed there was nothing that they could save.
Storm clouds ruled the Heavens that night,
Fearsome the thunder and lightning bright.
Rains flooding the land at a breathless pace,
Each drop falling into its chaotic place,
A night to remember with dreadful awe,
As the storm swept over the sea-shore.
Shaw