With Apologies to Edgar Allan Poe...

High Voltage · 02-11-07, 11:44 PM

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary,
Over many a curious sonar contact - strong and poor;
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a rapping,
As of someone gently tapping, tapping on the ocean floor.
'Tis some escort, I did mutter, 'feeling out the ocean floor,
Only this- and nothing more.

Oh how clearly I remember, it was in the bleak December,
And each one of my ship's members, was exhausted, bruised and sore.
Eagerly I prayed the weather - 'smaller waves would be much better
Merchant ships would be much deader, and we'd be heading back to shore'.
To that rare and radiant maiden whom the angels named "The Shore"
Nameless here for evermore.

Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering fearing,
Doubting, dreaming dreams no Captain ever dared to dream before
Suddenly the spell was broken, by words my sonarman had spoken,
'These escorts really are a-smokin!.. And I count three of them..no four!
They won't know what hit them, will they, nor what it is they have in store'
Quoth the XO, 'Nevermore.'

'Make our depth some thirteen metres, to our guests, let's be the greeters'
And upped the scope to scan and see which wicked flag they proudly bore.
Not a lamp nor light stood shining, thus I stared and sat devining,
Until suddenly I spotted lining, known around the whole world o'er.
The English flag's familiar lining, known around the whole world o'er.
She would fly, ah, nevermore!

'Flood tubes two and four and quickly, let's make this cursed convoy sickly
Send these wretched vessels, to the cold and clammy ocean floor.'
Thus I fired, barely thinking, three ships fates' I now was linking
Three true hits now sent them sinking, mortally struck them at their core,
Three torrid torps had reached three ships -mortally struck them at their core
Doomed them to sail but nevermore.

And my U-boat, diving deeper, turned many Tommies into weepers,
As she softly headed home to friendly forces by our shore;
No ship is safe upon this water, nor from sonar, nor from spotter,
Nor from gunner, nor from plotter, 'Allies! Stay home, I implore!
Eternity awaits you only, no friendly port, just heaven's door -
Victims of U-three-three-four!'

_Seth_ · 02-11-07, 11:50 PM

"The Raven" becomes "The Uboat"!

Torplexed · 02-12-07, 12:01 AM

Excellent! My favorite Poe poem.

TarJak · 02-12-07, 01:07 AM

We are going to need a Poet's sticky soon at the rate these guys are going! Good stuff HV!

Finback · 02-12-07, 02:27 AM

Excellent!!! That's Great Stuff!!!

ReallyDedPoet · 02-12-07, 08:06 AM

Nice work there, no apologies needed

ReallyDedPoet · 02-12-07, 08:09 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by _Seth_

"The Raven" becomes "The Uboat"!

and a title

Morts · 02-12-07, 09:50 AM

very nice

Jimbuna · 02-12-07, 10:11 AM

Das Raven

ReallyDedPoet · 02-12-07, 12:37 PM

lets put this one back up there

deserves it.

02-11-07, 11:44 PM	#1
High Voltage Chief Join Date: Jan 2007 Location: U-33. Depth Charges...sinking.. Posts: 325 Downloads: 0 Uploads: 0	With Apologies to Edgar Allan Poe... Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary, Over many a curious sonar contact - strong and poor; While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a rapping, As of someone gently tapping, tapping on the ocean floor. 'Tis some escort, I did mutter, 'feeling out the ocean floor, Only this- and nothing more. Oh how clearly I remember, it was in the bleak December, And each one of my ship's members, was exhausted, bruised and sore. Eagerly I prayed the weather - 'smaller waves would be much better Merchant ships would be much deader, and we'd be heading back to shore'. To that rare and radiant maiden whom the angels named "The Shore" Nameless here for evermore. Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering fearing, Doubting, dreaming dreams no Captain ever dared to dream before Suddenly the spell was broken, by words my sonarman had spoken, 'These escorts really are a-smokin!.. And I count three of them..no four! They won't know what hit them, will they, nor what it is they have in store' Quoth the XO, 'Nevermore.' 'Make our depth some thirteen metres, to our guests, let's be the greeters' And upped the scope to scan and see which wicked flag they proudly bore. Not a lamp nor light stood shining, thus I stared and sat devining, Until suddenly I spotted lining, known around the whole world o'er. The English flag's familiar lining, known around the whole world o'er. She would fly, ah, nevermore! 'Flood tubes two and four and quickly, let's make this cursed convoy sickly Send these wretched vessels, to the cold and clammy ocean floor.' Thus I fired, barely thinking, three ships fates' I now was linking Three true hits now sent them sinking, mortally struck them at their core, Three torrid torps had reached three ships -mortally struck them at their core Doomed them to sail but nevermore. And my U-boat, diving deeper, turned many Tommies into weepers, As she softly headed home to friendly forces by our shore; No ship is safe upon this water, nor from sonar, nor from spotter, Nor from gunner, nor from plotter, 'Allies! Stay home, I implore! Eternity awaits you only, no friendly port, just heaven's door - Victims of U-three-three-four!' __________________ The new-moon night is black as ink. Off Hatteras the tankers sink. While sadly Roosevelt counts the score-- Some fifty thousand tons--by MOHR Last edited by High Voltage; 02-12-07 at 08:04 PM.

02-11-07, 11:50 PM	#2
_Seth_ Ocean Warrior Join Date: Dec 2005 Location: In Tromsoe, @Tirpitz' final resting place.. Posts: 3,277 Downloads: 94 Uploads: 0	"The Raven" becomes "The Uboat"! __________________ Last edited by _Seth_; 02-12-07 at 12:13 AM.

02-12-07, 12:01 AM	#3
Torplexed Let's Sink Sumptin' ! Join Date: Dec 2001 Location: Seattle, WA Posts: 5,823 Downloads: 43 Uploads: 0	Excellent! My favorite Poe poem. __________________ --Mobilis in Mobili--

02-12-07, 02:27 AM	#5
Finback Electrician's Mate Join Date: Jan 2007 Location: Wisconsin Posts: 138 Downloads: 0 Uploads: 0	Excellent!!! That's Great Stuff!!! __________________ Past Hatteras the convoys sail, It seems the Allies will prevail. Churchill and Franklin share a grin, They know who's gonna win this sim. Finback

02-12-07, 08:06 AM	#6
ReallyDedPoet Canadian Wolf Join Date: Jul 2006 Location: Canada. The one and only, East Coast Posts: 10,885 Downloads: 946 Uploads: 5	Nice work there, no apologies needed __________________ Back in the Day

02-12-07, 01:07 AM	#4
TarJak Fleet Admiral Join Date: Jul 2006 Location: Sydney, Australia Posts: 17,052 Downloads: 150 Uploads: 8	We are going to need a Poet's sticky soon at the rate these guys are going! Good stuff HV!

02-12-07, 09:50 AM	#8
Morts Admiral Join Date: Sep 2006 Location: Denmark Posts: 2,395 Downloads: 23 Uploads: 0	very nice

02-12-07, 10:11 AM	#9
Jimbuna Chief of the Boat Join Date: Feb 2006 Location: 250 metres below the surface Posts: 190,500 Downloads: 63 Uploads: 13	Das Raven __________________ Wise men speak because they have something to say; Fools because they have to say something. Oh my God, not again!!

02-12-07, 12:37 PM	#10
ReallyDedPoet Canadian Wolf Join Date: Jul 2006 Location: Canada. The one and only, East Coast Posts: 10,885 Downloads: 946 Uploads: 5	lets put this one back up there deserves it. __________________ Back in the Day