Friday, 15 April 2011

A poem - so apt to how I feel right now

 


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

3 comments:

  1. I love this poem but can never read or hear it without thinking of Spike Milligan's version...

    "I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
    I left my shoes and socks there, I wonder if they're dry"

    Sorry, couldn't resist!!!

    Ali x

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  2. Lol Ali - love Spike ! I remember once reading Puckoon on the train coming back from uni - I sat there laughing my socks off all the way home - kept getting funny looks off the commuters haha

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  3. Yep, been there, done that!

    I had to keep lifting the book up so that other people on the train could see what I was reading! Then there were lots of knowing nods when they realised why I was howling at myself!

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