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Jan 2015
At seven bells came seven knells,
Something was wrong

Seven short blasts and one long,
A mermaid song

Their shrill voices sang, you belong
You belong to the sea

Come swim with us, let us bring
Let us bring you below

At seven bells came seven knells
And the ship was aglow

~

At seven bells came seven hells,
Each worse than the last

Flames spread fast like fear and dread,
At each short blast

Slippery shoes began to slide,
As the deck listed port-side

Lifeboats tumbled over the brink
And were lost into the drink

At seven bells came seven hells
And the ship began to sink

~

At eight bells, the mournful knells
Had ceased to be

The ship was gone beneath the waves,
Taken by the sea

How calm the night, how still the wind,
How silent was the sea

Beneath the waves, a watery grave
And sunken ship debris

At eight bells, the mournful knells,
They tolled for me
Tryst
Written by
Tryst  Tasmania
(Tasmania)   
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