Taking the PPC4 - 52 Weeks of Poetry

Prompt 6 (5th September 2023)

Underwater

Sounds of terror and despair, fill the air
as the ship is sinking with surprising speed
Slips beneath the surface with a sigh
staining the surrounding waters with oil and souls

Eerie silence follows as those small number that survived
shivering, sit hunched in small boats
some in shock, unable to comprehend how this could happen to them
some in grief, their loved ones gone without goodbyes
some numb with disbelief, denying the reality of their situation

The wreck descends, down through the dismal darkness
to begin it's long decay
Settles in mud, stirring up a stench, rising to assail those surviving
the least of their worries.

Sightless eyes stare into the darkness
Deaf ears take in nothing of the dull booms
muffled, heavy sounds of stress
at the stillbirth of a dead vessel
some fathoms deep
deep in the ocean
Deep
underwater.