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Poem: “When My Ship Crashed”

When My Ship Crashed

Not so long ago,
When my ship crashed
On the night side of that far planet
Held down by injuries and wreckage
In the darkness you came with your light
Smiling, You stayed
Though no human life was near
I was tended to.

They came for me
Finding one they thought dead
And brought me back
Where voices and sirens
Colors and shapes
Bodies and buildings
And bright gleaming lights
Hid You away.

I remember how You stayed with me
When I was thought dead.

Zellie M. Quinn


Zellie Quinn first discovered she wrote poetry in the early 1980’s in Germany while in the Military.  She found that if she flipped over the pages of important documents, the back side was a handy place to quickly write the soldier poems welling up in her.  Of course when fellow soldiers began taking her poems, she learned that this was a bad thing, since during inspections missing pages on documents are not a good thing.  Afterwards she obtained a degree in English, with an Emphasis on Creative Writing.  She now lives in the Chicagoland area, with her husband and 5 children. For more poems and writings by Zellie M. Quinn, you can read her blog at http://zelliemquinn.wordpress.com/.