Alive in Manhattan
Conceived in infamy, born of the Essex clan months later, that Intrepid warrior,
called the Fighting I, she of the seas; Pacific, Atlantic, one vet of two wars.
I walked your decks, thought about men who died there.
Torpedoed. Kamikazied four times.
Now you survive, tall on the Hudson, alive in Manhattan.
Look both ways, from bow to stern, port to starboard.
Mind the gaps for a time to reload.
Our Literary Journey 
Been on the Intrepid twice. LOVE it. I was told by a friends of my Dad’s (whose Carrier, the Randolph was also Essex Class) who served on her, that the crew always called her the Evil-I!!!
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I’ve never toured an aircraft carrier. Adding to my bucket list. 😊
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Dear Bill,
An aircraft carrier is something to behold. My husband served on a few and I had a chance to tour his last one, The Constellation, I believe. At any rate I loved where you took the prompt. Perfect.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Thanks, Rochelle.
I was Air Force, but I am fascinated by, and have toured, many of the vessels used by the Navy.
Bill
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Nice
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Thank you, Aashi.
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If The Intrepid could speak, imagine the tales it would tell. A refreshingly different take.
Here’s mine!
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Thank you, Keith.
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What a wonderful take on the prompt, Bill. And hats off to you for your service.
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Thank you, Dale.
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🙂
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