GOING DOWN (AT SEA)

Write in poetic form (any style) who you would want to talk to, what you would want to say, and where to send your remains (if ever found).  You can really add or say anything you want-after all, you have the poetic license and ten minutes!!!

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Two entries maximum.

Collaborations welcome (credit will be split).

Any length, any style.

Good Luck!

Strider

I’ve had my conversations from the window seat
Interspersed with magazines and laptop work

The knowledge that the plane would crash
A purpose of the shadow on the boarding ramp
That ever follows me

I’m not scared you understand
Just statistically aware, it helps to know
Flight is safe, it spans the world
Planes don’t often crash

I’ve got a million air miles
For all that night-wing shadow haunts
There’s someone looking after me
And yet I’m ready for those cross hairs on my brow
Knowing wings can slip the sky

I know the protocols inside out
Security is tight, every measure planned
But, not knowing where or when
That’s what keeps you on your toes

If ever some foul deed be done
Press buttons primed to send
A thousand pre determined words and codes

What the F//k, we’re running out of fuel?
Christsakes, this is Airforce One

Ain't this some shit,
They called me insane.
I got ten mins to live,
This is my first time on a plane.
Irrational fear they called it,
But was it really.
Called me a big scaredy cat,
Said I was just being silly.
Nine mins left,
One more closer to death.
Wish I had service to at least send a text.
Cuz I'm two mins down and have eight more to go.
I just want my mama to know,
Her baby boy won't be home.
Down to seven ,
Will I go to hell or heaven.
But only the good die young,
So ill take that as a message.
Tick to tick tock,
Six mins remaining.
Times trickiling away,
Like it was raining.
Five mins gone but I still got five.
I'm writing this poem to give a piece of my mind.
Down to my last four mins,
I can't even bring myself to cry.
Deaths three mins away,
Guess I've accepted its my time.
Now I'm down on my knees lord,
Prayin to you.
I don't know what else to do,
Eight mins past now I'm on my final two.
Now this is my last minute on earth
We're going down I just hope it don't hurt

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"Folks. This is the captain speaking. We are currently flying over South Africas Seal Island and unfortunately for everyone aboard, the plane will be going down. I repeat, the plane will be going down . We have 10 minutes left of fuel so please everyone, make those minutes count."

OM my God!!! We're going down, we're going down. I need to call my husband and children.

Shit,they're not answering their phones.

Mother Fucker!Everyone I know is at the Chuck Liddell vs. Wanderlei Silva UFC 79 fight and they can't hear their phones over the roar of the crowd.

Dear God in heaven, please forgive me for the F-Bomb. 10 hail Mary, mother of God, oh crap, I don't have time for Mary.

Damn you Chuck. I only have seven minutes left before we go down.
Seal Island? We're above Seal Island! The ring of death!!

Oh god we're all gonna be shark bait.

What, what, what did I ever do to deserve this?
Was it those tampons I stole from the girl's bathroom
machine in the 9th grade?

I promise I was gonna pay them back. For god's sake THEY WERE ONLY TAMPONS!!! You know I can't use those stupid pads because they made me look like I crapped my pants..

10 hail Mary, mother of God, only 3 minutes left, sorry Mary, I'm running short on time.

Are those great White sharks down there? aaaawwwwwww my god!!!!
10 hail Mary,  aaawwwww!!! They are sharks! SHAAAARRRRRKKK!!
... Damn you Chuck, what were you thinking?

Do I wanna drown or be eaten? Dear Lord in heaven let me drown.
No, No, I changed my mind, being eaton is quicker. No, no, being eaten is going to be so much more painful.Please dear God, let me drown.

Dammit God, why did'nt you bless me with just a little wisdom. I could really use it at a time like this. I thought you were all knowing?

I'm sorry god, I'm sorry. Forgive me, for I know not what I do..What the hell did that scripture say anyways? I coulda used a better memory, so thanx for nothing God

Oh God, if you'll let me live long enough to find out who wins the fight, I will never cuss or sin again.

30 seconds..IS THAT A FIN?

they told everyone we have ten minutes.
i have no one to say i love you to, no goodbyes.
all i have is this old, wooden,
paintbox.
some people are crying, some are shocked.
some are frantically calling, some
praying.
then we are falling.

bashing my window with my little paintbox
i unbuckle and jump.

i've always wanted to feel the clouds.
i've always wanted to fly like a
bird.
but more than anything, i've always
painted.

with my last moments on this earth,
i paint.
i play god
and paint
my final
sunset.

ohhh! That was beautiful. Absolutely

thanks fellow lunatic.
i liked your pun ending.

"excuse me stewardess, can i get 49 vodkas,1 cranberry juice,9 packs of peanuts,another pillow,and a blowjob please?"

"you can keep the change..........."  

sorry i acted insane,
i was just kidding when i said there was a flying monkey eatin the wing/
but this is the thing/this is what i think/ 1. this plane is gonna sink. 2. real gangstas don't where pink.
3.and you're gonna have to get me another fuckin drink.
this guy next to me has got me furious/he's delirious/ prolly bi curious /he can't be serious/
crying about kids he don't know if they really his?/
but check out the lil lady in 5c/she's a suicide girl and she wants to sit by me/
i was wondering if you could switch up maybe mine or her seats/i'll chop up her lines and she can break up my weed/
i'm just trying to die like i'm being me/if it gets too smoky i'll just open up a window so i can see/and watch all yall get sucked out/at 12 thousand/39 feet/

d_charles said:Ain't this some shit,
They called me insane.
I got ten mins to live,
This is my first time on a plane.
Irrational fear they called it,
But was it really.
Called me a big scaredy cat,
Said I was just being silly.
Nine mins left,
One more closer to death.
Wish I had service to at least send a text.
Cuz I'm two mins down and have eight more to go.
I just want my mama to know,
Her baby boy won't be home.
Down to seven ,
Will I go to hell or heaven.
But only the good die young,
So ill take that as a message.
Tick to tick tock,
Six mins remaining.
Times trickiling away,
Like it was raining.
Five mins gone but I still got five.
I'm writing this poem to give a piece of my mind.
Down to my last four mins,
I can't even bring myself to cry.
Deaths three mins away,
Guess I've accepted its my time.
Now I'm down on my knees lord,
Prayin to you.
I don't know what else to do,
Eight mins past now I'm on my final two.
Now this is my last minute on earth
We're going down I just hope it don't hurt




that was fn good......

hahaha. I was the suicide girl..

Hey, I resemble that remark. And this Lunatic is on the grass.

I'm young
But I'm ready
To say my goodbyes
Listen up before I start to cry

No phone calls to loved ones
No letters in the mail
No cries of panic
Or needless cares

I'm going home
I finally get to see
My loved ones I lost
My beautiful babies

No need to send my body
For my body has no soul
Where I land in the deep abyss of the sea
Is where my body shall always be

My besties
My babies
My family
I am coming home to thee

No need to call the living
For the living will live on
No need to say goodbyes
For goodbyes are only lies

I shall see you all again
In a beautiful place called heaven
Hold on
I think we are plummeting

Faster and faster
We dive into the earth
Past the clouds
Towards the trees
Closer and closer
I come to my family

Be back with a winner soon...some nice poems to read!

Strider :)

Fellow Poets,

All of the entries were great with some different approaches:

Harlequin~great twist, the plane being Air Force One
d-charles~the countdown approach is very cool
Shaunda~loved the frantic approach~realistic
Santina~ethereal poetic approach-covered the subject with agreat last
johnrot~another frantic piece, loved the symbolism
unseen~poetic, a fast tempo with slow realizations of the imminent

I chose Unseen as the winner, Shaunda and d_charles runner-ups, thanks to everyone for competing!

Strider