RMS Titanic was a truly huge passenger liner,
And none had been built that was grander or finer.
At the time of construction, she was the largest afloat,
With swimming pools, gyms and restaurants on this marvellous boat.
The flagship vessel of the White Star Line,
Her fittings were splendid – the grand staircase was fine.
880 odd feet and weighing over 52,000 tons,
She was built to inspire awe in even the most jaded daughters and sons.
Built by Harland and Wolff in the town of Belfast,
She was designed to endure, designed to last.
Thomas Andrews, the man who designed this great ship,
Remembered now not for brilliance but one mighty blip,
That the lifeboat procedures were not thought through,
And there were not enough to take 2,224 passengers and crew.
She was under the command of one Edward Smith,
And news of her indestructible nature became shrouded in myth.
They sailed her too fast and when she hit the ice,
Despite watertight compartments, five of them filled in a trice.
She set off from Southampton on 10 April, 1912,
On the 14th, south of Newfoundland, her hull was shelved.
She hit that iceberg at 11.40 at night,
By 2.20, she broke up, foundered and was lost from sight.
John Jacob Astor and Guggenheim both went down,
But one who survived was “the unsinkable Molly Brown”,
The wreck of Titanic lies on the sea bed,
But her legend survives, as did the living and dead.
The Titanic
09 Monday Sep 2013
Posted in poetry

We should indeed remember that bit of history with the understanding that nothing man made is indestructible. From ships on the water to space ships, where humans are involved something can always go wrong even when we think it is perfect.
Too true, William. Travel safely won’t you William…?
Nice tribute and a good reminder to plan for the worst – even when it seems unlikely. I’m sure the engineers would’ve provided more lifeboats if they hadn’t been so confident…. sad.
They did but were told to reduce the number….
PS… glad your site is up and working 🙂
Thanks Alessa!
Ah, yes, the Titanic,
Left folks in a panic,
Because their planning,
Did not include manning,
sufficient lifeboats,
or ring floats,
their memory recalls,
way too many falls.
It is tragic that enough lifeboats were provided by the designer but he was overridden by the White Line who thought it unaesthetic…
I’m going to be singing that Celine Dion song in my head all day now!
I apologise Marie!
When I was younger, I watched Upstairs, Downstairs. When the rich ones were drowned on the Titanic. I got fixated on it and read stuff that I don’t remember now. Plus there wasn’t the Google search engine to help me out.
This is a great poem. How you can sum things up in such a tight manner is amazing.
Thank you Ann.
I didn’t realize that the designer was overridden. What a tragic shame… all for aesthetics.
It is tragic huh? Plus, when the first lifeboats were lowered, they were only half full…
I have been to the old cemetery in Halifax where many were buried. It was a real tragedy!! Thank you for the poem!
You are welcome Carol
What a tragic story! What I find most disheartening is the fact that it all happened because it was going too fast.
They thought it was indestructible.
Beautiful!
You might like this: http://peterbouchier.wordpress.com/216-2/
sincerely,
Peter Bouchier
Thank you! I enjoyed your poem too!