Tuesday, April 7, 2015

She wore her perfume... Coco Chanel.

On board the freighter "Lady Ute".*                   *Ute, German female name
             [and questions are moot
in the crew's living quarters.

A brawl between detractors 

                  [and supporters,

brawl if the rumors are true.....

Despite the sexy "see through",
which was worn by the Sparks,
(the female radio operator), 

                        [ fear of sharks

had dominated their minds.

This area,

  [always in the sailor's minds.

Their peers,

         [swallowed by the sea.

Of this, all the stories agree.

The place is connected
                         [to the Atlantis story,
which Plato describes, its culture
                                        [and glory.

Atlantis, swallowed by the sea.....
Nobody saw this continent again, 
                                        it was not to be...

Ships and aircraft reported missing..

Memories of which we now are                                                         [reminiscing...

Actually 1000 ships and planes 
                            [have disappeared.

No distress signal was ever heard....

Just vanished
                 [when everything was fine. 

These vessels were never found, 
                    [no even a slightest sign.

This area is known as the Devil's Triangle....

A continuous jolt, left the ship to dangle,
ship's bridge too..
          [it was midnight.

Earlier the same night 
heard those....
                 [scary tales,
all over a fear prevails.....

For some unknown reason
                         [we lost the propeller
Silenced everyone,
               even the captain, the yeller.

A deathly silence hung over the ship.
which was drifting rudderless,
                                    [a horror strip...

The sea seemed to evaporate,

                           seemed to boil,
as in our holds, our tanks
                        [the hot crude oil....
The stars sparkled, 
    [the sky seemed to be lowered.
panic crew was running
                        [back and forward.....

The Indonesian cook, 
                           [ baking goddess Anna,

screamed “get high is the solution," 

We woke up in the morning
it was the tug boat warning
that started our towing from hell...

Baking goddess Anna cried, 
    "breakfast is ready", she rang the bell.
Radio operator Sexy Ava, 
            [wore her perfume, Coco Chanel.


* Extract from "The Broken Mooring Line", an experiential
poetic work // page c25 // e-mail: pmataragas@yahoo.com //
Texts and Narration: Odysseus Heavilayias - ROTTERDAM //
Language adjustments and text adaptation: Kellene G Safis - CHICAGO//
Digital adaptation and text editing: Cathy Rapakoulia Mataraga - PIRAEUS


Comments :"Do they actually allow women on the boats?
Seems like they could be a distraction!"
 ___________________________________       Clarice Smith

the tales of a Greek Sailor

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