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SONG OF THE SEA
Sing me a song of the sea and the tide,
of the foam on the shore as its waters run wide.
Sing me a song of the blue and the green
and the pencilled horizon sandwiched between.
Spin me a tale of the pirates of old,
how they braved the high seas, how they plundered for gold,
with a sword in their hand and a skull on the mast,
their time and their trade now but myths of the past.
Show me the sails of a yacht in a squall,
how they swell and they dip as the waves rise and fall.
Show me the shells that pebble the sand,
rejected by ocean and tossed onto land.
The reflection of sun as it glints on a crest,
the cry of the gull with the snowy white breast'
the tang of the salt and the sting of the spray,
the kelp on the rocks as high tide ebbs away.
Whenever I stand on the edge the sea
its cool, vigorous air works its magic on me
I wish I could stay there the ocean beside
Watching forever the beach and the tide.
Hi Eunice,
Long time, no hear. I've thought
about you, from time to time. I still
remember you were the first to sign my
guest book away back when. Thanks for doing
that for me. I really enjoyed your poem.
Keep up the nice work.
Heather
Beautiful, inspiring poem, full of evocative imagery. I love the smooth flow of the lines, which take the reader along with each new image, each new detail in the descriptions. Thank you for sharing this with us. I love it.