To Time

Many exercised their creative talents during downtime on patrol by writing poetry or prose. Here's a spot to share yours.
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rmbowen
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Joined: Wed Oct 25, 2006 7:25 pm
First Name: Roy
Last Name: Bowen
Crew?: Both
Which Years on Board: 1967-1971
Special Crew?: Neither
Rate: EM2(SS/DV)

To Time

Post by rmbowen » Thu Oct 10, 2013 11:47 pm

75 days isolated underwater was tough. The family-grams we received were a real blessing and made the long months and days at sea a little easier. But family was not the only thing we missed while on patrol. This poem was not written to family or my girlfriend, but about other loves.


To Time

O, Time, let me pass you by;
Let me again feel the heat of July.
Let me linger on the river bank
Until the sun sinks out of sight
And leaves me there to slumber
To sounds of a summer night.

Let me again run down a dirt lane,
In the midst of a pouring April rain.
Let the mud splash my pants
And seep into my shoes;
Let the rain beat my body,
Let it pound, let it bruise!

Grant me time until September,
So someday, I can remember
The beauty of another autumn day.
Though I doubt the splendor of its colors,
Even under the brightest sun,
Will by very far outshine any others.

Give me an hour of another winter;
Her breath is harsh, but her love is tender.
So hear me, Time, please grant me this,
Let next winter thrill me with her kiss!
Perhaps then I’ll be satisfied
And not beg again for such foolish bliss.


Copyright# TXu001882466 - RMB
R.M. Bowen EM2(SS/DV)
1967-1970 blue crew April 1970-1971 gold crew

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