To: bentfeather; snippy_about_it; Flurry; Darksheare; Darkchylde; Trikebuilder; radu; Colonel_Flagg; ...
There Is A Poetry In Ships' Names

It can still be heard in the quiet watches of the night..., when mist obscures the waterfront and foghorns call mournfully through the darkness. Out across the bay, blinking lights mark the channel down which Navy ships have sailed for a hundred years, and bells sound a knell for those that never came back. There is no quiet Arlington for ships; their bones rust in unknown lands beneath the sea.
The names that entered history in minutes filled with fire and thunder are soon forgotten, except in long hours of the night when the bells call the roll of missing ships.
--- Fletcher Pratt
Johnmiserable failureKerry
394 posted on
06/27/2004 7:41:11 AM PDT by
SAMWolf
(Imagination is the only weapon in the war against reality)
To: SAMWolf
Morning Sam!!
Interesting topic this morning. Listening to the tunes now. Thank you for Poetry, coffee, tunes, and donuts at the Lair.
Have a great day Sam, any field trips planned today?
395 posted on
06/27/2004 8:09:32 AM PDT by
Soaring Feather
(~The Dragon Flies' Lair~ Poetry and Prose~)
To: SAMWolf
A battle group photo. Makes my heart flutter. :-)
Good sad poem. Our great ships, wish we could preserve them all. I love that at least they have a proper ceremony for those we know will be scuttled.
Good music today, thanks Sam.
397 posted on
06/27/2004 9:57:35 AM PDT by
snippy_about_it
(Fall in --> The FReeper Foxhole. America's History. America's Soul.)
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