I must go down to the sea again
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 sails'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 sprume, and the sea-gulls crying.
I must go down to the seas again, to the vagrant gyspy 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 is over.
John Masefield (1878-1967)
For my first post of 2013 I am have shared with you my favourite poem about the sea. My great great grandfather spent most of his working life at sea and travelled around the world (including China, Canada, New Zealand and Australia) from the 1850's to 1880's and I always think of him when I read this! The photographs above, apart from the sunrise and moon, have been taken this week as always, I love to be down by the sea.
We would like to thank everyone so much for your comments in the last post, they helped and encouraged us so much. There have been many that have told me that they are experiencing health problems too and we are thinking of you all too and send you our best wishes.
And finally welcome to my new followers Greenthumb and Stephen from HA Missions.it is lovely to have you on board!
Hoping the first weekend of 2013 is a good one for you too.
A lovely poem and great photos, with a nice personal story too! I hope things are going ok for you and am pleased you found time to get to the sea and take some beautiful photos.ReplyDelete
Love that poem and love your pictures too Sarah,ReplyDelete
Love, Claire xxx
Sarah what a lovely post - I sang the poem in my head as I read it looking at your superb photographs - such a favourite.ReplyDelete
interesting about your great great grandfather.
As a retired sailor ...This poem touches my heart.ReplyDelete
I have great respect for the sea.
Its soothing to walk along the shore and listen to the waves and smell the sea air.
Your great great grandfather would have many tales that he told his family.
nice post Sarah.
I remember learning this in junior school but can only recite the first verse after all these years.ReplyDelete
Oh Sarah what a lovely post, I love that poem. I'm just catching up on reading posts since we've returned from Belgium. I'm so sorry to hear the news about your husband's diagnosis. I do hope that all goes well in the following months. My thoughts and prayers go to you both today. Hugs to you and keep positive.ReplyDelete
This poem has always touched my heart, though I only knew some lines. I have sailed for many years. The photo's are beautiful companions to the poem. I'm so sorry to read about your husbands health issues, hope and wish it will become allright. Groetjes, GerdaReplyDelete
Oh how beautiful this post is! This is also one of my favourite poems as well! I first loved it when I was about 10 and my headteacher taught us the (I think) Vaughn-Williams setting of this song. It's also one I am trying to learn off by heart! The sea is something so beautiful and restores my soul to rest when I am near it! Thank you for this!xReplyDelete
Sarah these photos are really beautiful, as is the poetry, Claire xReplyDelete
These photos are so refreshing - hope you're feeling a little refreshed too xoReplyDelete
beautiful poem, beautiful images.... happy new year.ReplyDelete
Such lovely photos and words, as I write this I'm am sitting by the beach in Thailand.ReplyDelete
Beautiful images and words, I think the sea will help you both in the coming months, take care :) xReplyDelete
I have always loved this poem and the images that you have used are just perfect xReplyDelete
Sarah, my late Dad had sea water in his veins, rather than blood. he loved the sea so much, and had a small yacht on the East coast, until arthritis crippled him and he had to sell her. We read this poem, one of his favourites, at his funeral.ReplyDelete
Lovely words and, as always, lovely photos. So sorry to hear you & hubby have a battle to face this year, sending my very best wishes to you both xReplyDelete
Lovely lovely photos! Am I strange or do the footprints look like people walking under the sand with the prints coming up from under? Hope that makes sense, I know how I see it but found it difficult to describe! xReplyDelete
I went back and looked at the photos the footsteps after you comment, and then looked on images to compare with other pictures. Some look raised like mine and others don't. I wasn't on the beach long enough to work out of the tide was going in or out! It was just after 9am on New years day and there were only several dog walkers on the beach.Delete
That poem is one of the best way to start my day today, though I am nowhere NEAR the sea. But the waters of calm and rush call me constantly, for the song of life ebbs and flows on their shores. I hope that you and YOUR HUSBAND are weathering this new year with much hope and the KNOWLEDGE that we are never alone. I follow you, and hope that as I come to see your new posts, that there will be good news to hear. Hugs to you and little Daisy girl! Anita
Beautiful text and wonderful pictures. So inspiring!ReplyDelete
that first picture is great the footprints look as if they are in relief, weird, nice to see your part of the coast in pictures, all the best DavidReplyDelete
What a lovely poem. Never heard it before. Happy New Year!ReplyDelete
I have always loved that poem and it is married perfectly to your photographs - how lovely.ReplyDelete
Best wishes and happy new year to you and yours
Great poem and beautiful photos - I certainly feel the call of the sea after a week or two back in Yorkshire! Hope you doing OK - you are both in my thoughts - it is back to work this week. viv xReplyDelete
Just gorgeous! xReplyDelete
Such a lovely poem and gorgeous photos to go with it and thanks for taking us along.
The sea has such wonderful calming and restorative qualities and I know a walk along the beach in the fresh air does wonders.
You have been much in my thoughts and prayers are with you.
Enjoy the new week
I love your jaunts down by the sea! Thinking of you xxReplyDelete
Your photographs are haunting, as always , Sarah.....ReplyDelete
I loved the poem also, Still struggling with the lurgy here, am afraid.
Can't wait to have a walk in the wind and maybe by our seas...
Love Maria x
Oh my! I love that first shot - truly beautiful and a great perspective.ReplyDelete
Happy New year,
Hauntingly stunning Sarah...ReplyDelete
Dear Sarah, I love this poem and i love the sea and your foto's. When i don't feel well, i love to walk by the sea and hear the sound of the waves and smell it.ReplyDelete
Thanx for your sweetwords on my blog. The operation of my father is delayed to next week because an emrgency.
ooh Sarah...just read your post, so sorry about your hubby, sending love to you both, that is my favourite poem too! Julie xxxReplyDelete
Do you have any diaries or journals or logs from your grandfather? Or perhaps have found the log of a ship he served on? Such things tend to be out there somewhere and also tend to name names. It would be so exciting to read about his adventures!ReplyDelete
Unfortunately I don't have any diaries or journals but it's amazing what you can discover through the internet. I will dedicate a post to his story sometime.Delete
Wonderful poem. I'm sorry to hear about your husband, but yes that is a very common problem so I'm sure they know what to do. Sending you my best wishes and positive thoughts! Things will be fine.ReplyDelete
this wonderful poem has touched me deeply. I also love to go to the beach to reflect on this and that. I wish you and your husband a lot of strength for this year. Alfi x
Glorious images, and one of my favourite poems too ... such a lovely post.ReplyDelete
Sarah I missed your last post, my every good wish for your husbands speedy recovery x
Your photos are lovely Sarah and the poem is beautiful.ReplyDelete