Friday, 14 January 2011

"I must go down to the seas again.."

Look where I DROVE myself to at lunchtime today...

I stood on the path above the beach, rocks and waves, and surveyed my sea.

It was cold, damp, stormy-grey, fabulous!



"I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by,
And the wheel's kick and the wind's song and the white sail's shaking,
And a grey mist on the sea's face and a grey dawn breaking.
 
 

I must go down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide
Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;
And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying,
And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.


I must go down to the seas again, to the vagrant gypsy life,
To the gull's way and the whale's way where the wind's like a whetted knife;
And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover,
And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick's over." 


Poem by John Masefield
Photos by Me

8 comments:

  1. Photos and poem match. Great combo. I love the sea. Have a terrific weekend!

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  2. Oh my, lovely! Sensational poem to go with out of sight photos! Felt like I was there, alone without winter following behind me! ;)
    glad to see you getting back to your fave things!

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  3. I am so jealous, I miss being near the ocean.
    Loved the poem too!
    Jess

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  4. Hi Juniper, I live in a small town on the Washington coast. Our sea looks somewhat like yours! Your photos are wonderful; the grays and browns are wonderful. I enjoyed the poem too!

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  5. The pictures are gorgeous Juni! I love the beach on a gloomy day.

    http://theadorkableditzmissteps.blogspot.com

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  6. *sigh*

    We have empty cornfields with snow. Not quite the same, huh?

    Himself recites this poem to me on occasion. It's a lovely poem.

    I try hard not to kick him in the shin.
    :-/

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  7. I really wish I would live near the sea...the air smells so boring, the water is so tame and there is only the sound of trees where I live...
    When I grow up I'll live at the ocean! No matter what!

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