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 |
18 comments:
You have a discerning eye for details!
Wonderful, Julie. Those fabulous wooden boats!
And I've always loved the Masefield poem. It makes me feel good. I miss the ocean but I'm grateful for the many years I lived near it.
Kay, Alberta
Do I see two creatures passed down from my ancestors?
Normally I'm not a hardware fanatic, but that changes when I'm on a ship. Really nice collection, Julie.
I think you are definitely causing an epidemic of sea fever with these most recent posts.
Sea is a passion!I love your images.
Yes, Hiker. I suspect even way down here we pay homage to the Nordic sea serpents to keep them on-side!
That's one of my favourite poems.
What wonderful and beautiful details! Great shots. They really quicken the desire for a cruise.
Beautiful.
I love all that smooth timber and shiny metal ... a real labour of love.
Stunning and sooo rich ... like a good chocolate cake.
These last two posts on boats are fascinating. Inspiring in fact and making me realise I need to look closer when photographing boats. Beautiful shots. And how I love that Masefield poem. I used to know that by heart as a child. Makes me cry to read it now.
Jilly I do love to represent the whole just by showing details. The poem, I find, is such an emotional connect between man and water. I am glad you like the combination.
great pictures!
We all learnt this poem by heart
at primary school. I still like it.
We are lucky to live by the sea.
Good photos.
Hi again. Wonderful poem... although the call I hear to go to the seas again sounds a little different, more southern, more tropical. Warm. A wonderful set of marine details.
Yes, this is a very north Atlantic call.
Yes, this is a very north Atlantic call.
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