The Sunday Posts 2014/Sea Fever



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.
 
John Masefield.
Photo By Alistair.

Comments

Yamini MacLean said…
Hari OM
Lovely - one of my fave poems, but long time since I read it. Fabby foto as always. Have a great week Alistair!! YAM xx
Thanks Yamini. You too!
dbs said…
"the long trick" Love that.
Bovey Belle said…
One of my favourite poems from childhood too. Such a beautiful strength in the yearning for the sea. We used to learn them off by heart (I still remember big chunks of Noyes' The Highwayman too) . . .

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