Waiting and Wishing
I Loiter by this surging sea,
Here, by this surging, sooming sea,
Here, by this wailing, wild-faced sea,
Dreaming through the dreamy night;
Yearning for a strange delight!
Will it ever, ever, ever fly to me,
By this surging sea,
By this surging, sooming sea,
By this wailing, wild-faced sea?
I know some gentle spirit lives,
Some loving, lonely spirit lives,
Some melancholy spirit lives,
Walking o'er the earth for me,
Searching round the world for me!
Will she ever, ever, ever hither come?
Where the waters roam,
Where the sobbing waters roam!
Where the raving waters roam!
All worn and wasted by the storms,
All gapped and fractured by the storms,
All split and splintered by the storms,
Overhead the caverns groan,
Gloomy, ghastly caverns groan!~
Will she ever, ever, ever fill this heart?
Peace, O longing heart!
Peace, O longing, beating heart!
Peace, O beating, weary heart!
By Henry Kendall
Great photo of the ocean waves crashing and nice poem, too.
ReplyDeleteVery well put....It really shows the feelings in your heart right now. I love the poem, and you know my feeling about the ocean. This is a great post Angela.
ReplyDeletewhat a wonderful poem and as always love the photo along with it
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The sight and sound of mighty waves crashing onto a rocky shore, evokes such deep feelings and memories. It is a special place.
ReplyDeleteI love this poem, thanks for sharing.
You're so lucky being so close to the coast. Britian is an island and I'm plonk in the middle of it, as about as far away in from the sea as I can get. Your poem though brought it right up to my door for just a few moments.
ReplyDeleteOh man, to be that eloquent. I'm usually tripping over my own tongue. I'm so glad there are people in this world with the gift of poetry!!!
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