I hope the crew have an advanced evacuation procedure, before the world's most effective torpedo turns up.

After the flood had drained away
The path is covered in mud,
Remains of autumn's decay,
And a tide line of last leave's final display.
#MPPrompt

Thanks, I looked for orange legs, and couldn't hear their squawking.

Those birds?

Following my idea, a Chinese girl came along,
But at a remote stop, she wanted to look out,
I told her not, then the doors slammed shut, and there she was left in the storm, miles from home,
I'll never know what happened next!

And now we have the wind.

For those that survive there is the exit slope, gravel and grass, toes in tight, try not to look between your heels, the drop too steep to be a solution.

Gripping the rock, and
Convinced there is no way forward and discover there is neither a way back.
Cajoling drags them forward to stretch in the hope of a secure reach.

The ground below where endeavours have ended.
Then the 'difficult step'
Where some come to a stop,

progress can only be made by shuffling on the posterior,
Shoes having lost their grip behind,
An obvious hollow on the right is the fatal 'usual spot'

And The protruding edge rises to meet them.
Rock polished by previous fools ,
Is indeed granite sharp,

If only you knew
That the altar
Is set up
By a volunteer
Whose other job
tests the sound system
And leave it ready for the vicar
If only you knew
If only you knew
That someone else
Places the silk bookmarks
On Sunday's chapters
Puts leaflets in the pews
If only you knew
PS:noone tastes the wine

Bigger than us, everyone
Following on, to the Wellfare
Green grass, games, stalls and 'bonnie babys, well fed, and quiet for a moment.