Please Note:

The following are just extracts from the poems and are not the full versions.

April Mourn

The early hours of an April Morn,

Her maiden voyage, the calm before the storm,

A luxury liner, the vessel of her time

Sailed icy waters through Atlantic brine ...

~

... The freezing waters of a frigid sea

Victims, survivours floating helplessly,

The face of disaster, a rescue too late

A ship sank doomed to her tragic fate ...

~

© 2004 Ashley O'Keefe

A Fight They Couldn't Win

Eighteen thirty six, North Mexico

A crumbling church stood

called the Alamo,

One hundred and eighty five

Men stood within

Fighting for a cause

A fight they couldn't win ...

~

... After thirteen days, the siege came to end

No sign of Houston,

The Alamo stood still,

One hundred and eighty five

Men lay within

They fought for a cause

A fight they couldn't win.

© 2004 Ashley O'Keefe

Tsunami

The Indian Ocean on Boxing Day

An earthquake shook and waters sway,

Along Asian beaches, people ran

As giant waves chased mortal man ...

~

... Picking through rubble for bodies and food

Piles of debris, a sombre mood,

Utter destruction for miles and miles

Countless bodies attract the flies ...

© 2005 Ashley O'Keefe