This is a wonderful poem from John Masefield but the last time it was on the site here the lip sync had gone astray. So here it is again.
I MUST 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 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 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 a quiet sleep and a sweet dream
when the long trick's over.
Very Inspiring Poem!!!!!!!!!!!
archonlester 1 year ago
@archonlester Yes, it is! Thanks. Are you getting your sea-boots on?
Caspar33 1 year ago
great poem
5*****
all the best
kean
keanghiero 2 years ago
Thanks as ever Kean.
Caspar33 2 years ago