Out To Sea

Teresa Carey Words 2 Comments

Please send some good vibes my way. I’m headed out on a two day sail. It will be my first solo sail on my own boat, and I’m nervous. Thankfully I’ll have my cat, Dory, for company! And he loves to sail!


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  1. Polo


    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.

    By John Masefield (1878-1967).
    (English Poet Laureate, 1930-1967)

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