I'M A SILENT HUNTER - (A Poem)

GDFTigerTank · 03-23-10, 07:57 AM

Inspired by, "I'm the Galloping Ghost of the Japanese Coast".
I thought we needed a Kriegsmarine equivalent, and so here it is:

I’M A SILENT HUNTER

I’m a silent hunter and I prowl the murky deep,

My name’s a thing of nightmares sailors mutter in their sleep.

Pray we never meet, should you venture forth and sail,

For few of those who cross my path have lived to tell the tale.

Our home’s a concrete block, in the French port of Le’Harve,

From which my kin and I sortie, to make old Churchill starve.

Those Brits they used to bomb it – we just sat inside and laughed,

Till they realized their lame attempts were really rather daft.

Forty-seven souls call my steel belly home,

They’re my only company for the lonely months we’ll roam.

First I get provisioned, and tanks filled to the brim,

Then they load the eels, and check my fighting trim.

Eventually the time has come, the diesels roar to life.

The harlots wave, the band plays on, beside Herr Kaleun’s wife.

My crew waves back and promise, “they’ll make it back alright.”

Now pulling away from shore, we’ve soon moved out of sight.

We were only two days out before I got to bite,

Into a little rusty freighter off the scenic Isle of Wight.

One week later, undeterred, I cruised the Irish coast,

Three tankers which we found there, I happily turned to toast.

Happy Times await us all out in the vast Atlantic.

Fat convoys, panicked crews, destroyer escorts frantic!

The smell of burning diesel oil permeates the air,

Wherever our valiant wolf-pack brings its guns to bear.

But yesterday we lost U-20, to a flying boat,

It came down quick, dropped two bombs, and left nothing afloat.

A few days before they ran down Willie by his periscope,

The oil slick we later found indeed leaves little hope.

Slowly things are changing - good friends do not come back.

Their empty berths are filled with strangers, good at talking smack.

That will change quite quickly when the depth-charges start to fall,

And with some luck we’ll win this game, ere death can take us all.

I’m a silent hunter and I prowl the murky deep,

My name’s a thing of nightmares sailors mutter in their sleep.

Pray we never meet, should you venture forth and sail,

For few of those who cross my path have lived to tell the tale.

~GDFTigerTank (2010)

captainprid · 03-23-10, 08:14 AM

Brilliant!!

mookiemookie · 03-23-10, 08:21 AM

Outstanding! Worthy of a sticky!

Jimbuna · 03-23-10, 08:47 AM

Very good

GDFTigerTank · 03-23-10, 11:43 AM

Glad you guys like it!

Sailor Steve · 03-23-10, 12:10 PM

Absolutely perfect!

coronas · 03-23-10, 02:39 PM

Good, very good!

Dowly · 03-23-10, 02:50 PM

Horrible crash, from the bunk I fell
Crew came screaming; all is not well
Bernard's on watch, we're going to hell

GDFTigerTank · 03-23-10, 02:56 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Dowly

Horrible crash, from the bunk I fell
Crew came screaming; all is not well
Bernard's on watch, we're going to hell

Fancy the fickle Finnish Ferret's fine flowery* flourish!

Edit: * "flowery" with /sarcasm tags

robbo180265 · 03-23-10, 03:16 PM

Nice work matey

Sailor Steve · 03-23-10, 03:42 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by GDFTigerTank

Fancy the fickle Finnish Ferret's fine flowery* flourish!

Edit: * "flowery" with /sarcasm tags

And an added altogether alliterative addition!

sergei · 03-23-10, 04:02 PM

Good work GDFTigerTank.
And an honorable mention for Dowly's contribution.

Jimbuna · 03-23-10, 04:13 PM

The Finnish ferret sat on watch all night
Some thought it strange but knew it right
All during his watch he never moved
His steely gaze they thought improved

The morning came
And then he rose
The crew then realised he looked comotose

So now they knew why he was sat on his bum
Because he'd thieved some of Capt. jimbunas rum

Dowly · 03-23-10, 04:16 PM

Jimbuna · 03-23-10, 04:31 PM

03-23-10, 07:57 AM	#1
GDFTigerTank Machinist's Mate Join Date: Apr 2009 Posts: 121 Downloads: 44 Uploads: 0	I'M A SILENT HUNTER - (A Poem) Inspired by, "I'm the Galloping Ghost of the Japanese Coast". I thought we needed a Kriegsmarine equivalent, and so here it is: I’M A SILENT HUNTER I’m a silent hunter and I prowl the murky deep, My name’s a thing of nightmares sailors mutter in their sleep. Pray we never meet, should you venture forth and sail, For few of those who cross my path have lived to tell the tale. Our home’s a concrete block, in the French port of Le’Harve, From which my kin and I sortie, to make old Churchill starve. Those Brits they used to bomb it – we just sat inside and laughed, Till they realized their lame attempts were really rather daft. Forty-seven souls call my steel belly home, They’re my only company for the lonely months we’ll roam. First I get provisioned, and tanks filled to the brim, Then they load the eels, and check my fighting trim. Eventually the time has come, the diesels roar to life. The harlots wave, the band plays on, beside Herr Kaleun’s wife. My crew waves back and promise, “they’ll make it back alright.” Now pulling away from shore, we’ve soon moved out of sight. We were only two days out before I got to bite, Into a little rusty freighter off the scenic Isle of Wight. One week later, undeterred, I cruised the Irish coast, Three tankers which we found there, I happily turned to toast. Happy Times await us all out in the vast Atlantic. Fat convoys, panicked crews, destroyer escorts frantic! The smell of burning diesel oil permeates the air, Wherever our valiant wolf-pack brings its guns to bear. But yesterday we lost U-20, to a flying boat, It came down quick, dropped two bombs, and left nothing afloat. A few days before they ran down Willie by his periscope, The oil slick we later found indeed leaves little hope. Slowly things are changing - good friends do not come back. Their empty berths are filled with strangers, good at talking smack. That will change quite quickly when the depth-charges start to fall, And with some luck we’ll win this game, ere death can take us all. I’m a silent hunter and I prowl the murky deep, My name’s a thing of nightmares sailors mutter in their sleep. Pray we never meet, should you venture forth and sail, For few of those who cross my path have lived to tell the tale. ~GDFTigerTank (2010) Last edited by GDFTigerTank; 03-23-10 at 08:21 AM.

03-23-10, 08:21 AM	#3
mookiemookie Navy Seal Join Date: Nov 2005 Location: Houston, TX Posts: 9,404 Downloads: 105 Uploads: 1	Outstanding! Worthy of a sticky! __________________ They don’t think it be like it is, but it do. Want more U-boat Kaleun portraits for your SH3 Commander Profiles? Download the SH3 Commander Portrait Pack here.

03-23-10, 08:47 AM	#4
Jimbuna Chief of the Boat Join Date: Feb 2006 Location: 250 metres below the surface Posts: 190,539 Downloads: 63 Uploads: 13	Very good __________________ Wise men speak because they have something to say; Fools because they have to say something. Oh my God, not again!!

03-23-10, 12:10 PM	#6
Sailor Steve Eternal Patrol Join Date: Nov 2002 Location: High in the mountains of Utah Posts: 50,369 Downloads: 745 Uploads: 249	Absolutely perfect! __________________ “Never do anything you can't take back.” —Rocky Russo

03-23-10, 02:39 PM	#7
coronas Ace of the Deep Join Date: May 2005 Location: Asturias, España Posts: 1,168 Downloads: 39 Uploads: 0	Good, very good! __________________

03-23-10, 08:14 AM	#2
captainprid Watch Officer Join Date: Jul 2007 Location: Blackpool, England Posts: 347 Downloads: 23 Uploads: 0	Brilliant!!

03-23-10, 11:43 AM	#5
GDFTigerTank Machinist's Mate Join Date: Apr 2009 Posts: 121 Downloads: 44 Uploads: 0	Glad you guys like it!

03-23-10, 02:50 PM	#8
Dowly Lucky Jack Join Date: Apr 2005 Location: Finland Posts: 25,052 Downloads: 32 Uploads: 0	Horrible crash, from the bunk I fell Crew came screaming; all is not well Bernard's on watch, we're going to hell

03-23-10, 03:16 PM	#10
robbo180265 Admiral Join Date: Oct 2006 Location: Brighton, England.Party capital of the south Posts: 2,255 Downloads: 126 Uploads: 0	Nice work matey

03-23-10, 04:02 PM	#12
sergei Sea Lord Join Date: May 2008 Location: London UK Posts: 1,788 Downloads: 405 Uploads: 29	Good work GDFTigerTank. And an honorable mention for Dowly's contribution.

03-23-10, 04:13 PM	#13
Jimbuna Chief of the Boat Join Date: Feb 2006 Location: 250 metres below the surface Posts: 190,539 Downloads: 63 Uploads: 13	The Finnish ferret sat on watch all night Some thought it strange but knew it right All during his watch he never moved His steely gaze they thought improved The morning came And then he rose The crew then realised he looked comotose So now they knew why he was sat on his bum Because he'd thieved some of Capt. jimbunas rum __________________ Wise men speak because they have something to say; Fools because they have to say something. Oh my God, not again!!

03-23-10, 04:16 PM	#14
Dowly Lucky Jack Join Date: Apr 2005 Location: Finland Posts: 25,052 Downloads: 32 Uploads: 0

03-23-10, 04:31 PM	#15
Jimbuna Chief of the Boat Join Date: Feb 2006 Location: 250 metres below the surface Posts: 190,539 Downloads: 63 Uploads: 13	__________________ Wise men speak because they have something to say; Fools because they have to say something. Oh my God, not again!!