Welcome to my Guest Writer Spot. It’s the first time this week’s guest has appeared on my blog (aside from a couple of brilliant story challenge entries). It’s my pleasure to introduce Lynn Chapman. If you’d like to be included in my guest writer slot, please get in touch: estherchilton@gmail.com. Poems can be up to 60 lines and prose 2000 words. If you’d like to add a short bio and photo, then great.
Here’s a little bit about Lynn:
My name is Lynn Chapman. I’m 61-years-old and live in Kent. I have always loved writing, but life seemed to get in the way of me taking it any further than jotting down a few ideas whenever I could find the time. I’d written a crime novel years ago but put it away and forgot about it.
At the beginning of 2023, I decided to re-start my course with the Writer’s Bureau and (thankfully) Esther became my tutor. Since then I’ve never looked back. I’ve had letters, photographs and articles published and I’m currently halfway through finishing my novel, that Esther is editing and proofreading.
I also love photography, travelling and I play bass guitar in a covers band, playing music across all genres. I’m also a proud crazy cat lady!
Lynn has written a powerful poem. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did:
The Cruel Sea
The vast blue waters, they take us to places
adventures beyond our wildest dreams.
Cruising along, we gasp at the sunrise,
our perfect holiday, or so it may seem.
We may be blessed and see pods of whales
who have come to the surface to play.
The sea is their home, should we leave them alone?
How dare we intrude on their day.
Marine life is contented beneath the waves,
sharks, dolphins, and much more.
Sharing their home with submarines and ships
polluting the water, on their way to war.
A sense of mystery fills an enquiring mind
but what could we be looking for?
The Malaysian flight, or the Flor De La Mar?
Three million shipwrecks on the ocean floor?
A most dangerous workplace, the deep blue sea,
the seafarers – we should honour the brave.
Two-thousand lives are lost each year
deep down in a watery grave.
The cruel sea holds a wealth of secrets
As we peep from the safety of the shore.
Most will remain prisoners of the sea
lost in blackness forever more.
Esther Chilton 
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