The Pancake Chronicles

The Pancake Chronicles: Sea Fever

The Pancake Chronicles

Friday, September 02, 2011

Sea Fever

© Colleen Hilman
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 quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick's over.


John Masefield

2 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

I miss the sea! And I miss you! Is fall starting to freeze up there? It's near zero here every night, boo.

XO Kel

3 September 2011 at 10:24  
Blogger Colleen said...

No freezing yet! But some leaves are already gold and the feel of fall is everywhere.

6 September 2011 at 22:21  

any questions?

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