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In The Breakers Misty Blow
In the breakers misty blow
the same old heartache strikes again
a heavy swelling in my throat
far away from tender hands.
In a sure way I'll stay cold
on a windswept deck away
from the memories big and bold
of a golden yesterday.
A piece of heaven in my soul
turns to memories of the past
where a distant fire glows,
a lovelight candle calls me back.
In the breaker's misty blow
the same old heartache fills my eyes
In the breaker's misty blow
A voice is callin from the brine.
Here I stand alone again
ten thousand sailed miles away
with a cold and restless wind
blowing on my tear stained face.
Echoes roaming through my mind
of loving times at port of call
with the girl I left behind
on the shores of Montreal.
There's no lighthouse to be found
no sacred papers made for me
away from her I'm ocean bound
sailing on a cold gray sea.
In the breakers misty blow
the same old heartache fills my eyes.
In the breakers misty blow
I'll leave the light that fills the sky.
Now I am sure this one is a song. Didn't I hear it?? The sailor may very well have a girl he left behind but he never leaves behind his true love - the ocean. But when he is with his true love, he misses his girl. A vicious circle.
Yes, I remember this one, I really like it. Nice blending of rhythm, syntax, emotions.
Eric, This is a beautifully poignant poem of heartache. I love the imagery of the misty breakers. You've done a wonderful job in writing this wistful poem. I enjoyed it very much. Best regards, Helen
Eric: And I thought a sailor had a girl in every port! and when the boat is out there on the ocean, his only lover is the sea. I guess this sailor brought some extra baggage with him onto the boat. Nice rhythm here, I can feel the green waves swell under the bow of the boat, and feel the wind bite on the lonely deck. The lovelight candle glows in his heart, a real pretty metaphor there. Ken
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