The Heart Of The Ocean

by Wings Of Flames   Jun 27, 2006


She rose her bow to the world,
And they faintly echoed back,
With a roar of propellers,
And her sides painted black,

In the ice of the majestic sea,
She broke her steady course,
She shuddered along the icicle,
And groaned from the force,

Water surging under her,
But still she pushed far on,
Another hour before her end,
Until she's finally gone,

Unsinkable they cried,
She'll never be pushed down,
Rose held dearly in the mist,
While Jack would surely drown,

Bodies floating by her waist,
She's gone into the night,
Jack will stay in her heart,
For he shall bring her light,

The necklace not forgotten,
But lost forever more,
Through the quacking ripples,
Upon the ocean floor.

*The Titanic* unless you couldn't tell
:P
Emah

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  • 18 years ago

    by Drew Gold

    Some of the rhymes seem a little contrived -- back rhyming with black. The rhyme format isnt really necessary. I like what you've set up but it doesnt seem to be executed as effectively as it could be.

    Icicle is such an understatement, isnt it? ;p

    'water surging under her' -- that's pretty much a given..

    "Unsinkable," they cried,
    "She'll never be pushed down"
    Rose held dearly in the mist,
    While Jack would surely drown,

    I added some quotes to make it more clear. Brought, I believe, would be a better word than pushed. Also, what was Rose holding? Dangling participle. I figure she's holding to the chest or whatever, but still, it should be in the poem.

    Finally, you adhere so closely to the story/movie that people would wonder about the necklace had they not seen the movie. 'Quacking ripples' is cumbersome and doesn't work.. ripples just dont sound like ducks, hehe.

  • 18 years ago

    by Lady Vengeance

    It's beautiful!!!! i love it soooo much

  • 18 years ago

    by Bradley Peter

    Goody good good love. another wonderful poem with a great story. one of the things i like most about your work is that you use a huge range of words, instead of recycling them from other poems. I always find it hard to get out of that habit. i'm always trying to use new and interesting words and themes for my word.

    Brad

    P.S. i don't want to turn this into a game so lets just finish it here...you are the better writer.