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I search for her on my shipwreck
I’m freezing on a broken deck
And as I write this log
I’m slowly drifting in the fog
My compass long since broken
I’ve lost direction
Without a sense of hope
I listen for a siren
And now I drift alone
A ghost upon the seven seas
in storms so harsh …they never ease

I searched for her on my shipwreck
I thought I saw her silhouette
but as I wrote my log
I slowly sank within the fog
My compass long since broken
I lost direction
Without a sense of hope
I listened for the siren
but now I drift alone
A ghost upon the seven seas
in storms so harsh …that never ease

mirrormist wrote:I search for her on my shipwreck
I’m freezing on a broken deck
And as I write this log
I’m slowly drifting in the fog
My compass long since broken
I’ve lost direction
Without a sense of hope
I listen for a siren
And now I drift alone
A ghost upon the seven seas
in storms so harsh …they never ease

I searched for her on my shipwreck
I thought I saw her silhouette
but as I wrote my log
I slowly sank within the fog
My compass long since broken
I lost direction
Without a sense of hope
I listened for the siren
but now I drift alone
A ghost upon the seven seas
in storms so harsh …that never ease

Here comes the siren
it's the Poetry Police
coming to arrest me
I plead guilty
cos' I am.
They also accuse me
of stealing bed covers
I plead
Not Quilty
cos' I am

mirrormist wrote:My compass long since broken
I’ve lost direction

why didn't you buy one that was a bit more robust? did you keep the receipt?

Geoffrey wrote:

mirrormist wrote:My compass long since broken
I’ve lost direction

why didn't you buy one that was a bit more robust? did you keep the receipt?

hilarious! funniest post I have read on this forum for years!




I search for her on my shipwreck
I’m freezing on a broken deck
And as I write this log
I’m slowly drifting in the fog
My compass long since broken
I’ve lost direction
Without a sense of hope
I listen for a siren
And now I drift alone
A ghost upon the seven seas
in storms so harsh …they never ease


what so frustrates me about this presumably true story is why he doesn't just jump on his log. What possible excuse can there be to "drift alone" when he has with him his personal piece of buoyant wood? It's irresponsible and thoughtless towards his wife and children, who have already suffered the loss of the family compass.