Monday, April 26, 2010

Sea Fever ~

Sea Fever

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 gray mist on the sea's face, and a gray 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


Charlie tends to worry about me when I venture out to take photos. He tells me one of these waves will take me away.


  1. What a wonderful photo. I envy your access to such beautiful places. Not much sea water around here anymore. It abated about a million or so years ago.

    It is quite touching the Charlie worries about you. You both have such a special relationship. Keep up your good works. Let Charlie know we appreciate his concern.

  2. Awesome image and wonderful poem. I wish I could write like that.

  3. Perfect combination, your picture and the lovely poem.

    Will Charlie ever forgive me for sending you on a photo shoot at the ocean for a picture of a heart in sand, and you almost got caught by a wave.... I've felt so bad we never used that picture in my banner, and I can't find it now in folders.

    Love you so much, my little Ocean Chaser...
    Wanda Mom