Ocean Waves Poem by William Kofoed

Whispers of sound
in the dark of night
that I can almost hear
calling from far away

just outside
so very close
whispers of stories
once told to me

the lapping of wavelets
and bumpers that rub
creaking of lines
and distant gulls cry

as in times of old
to answer the call
go down to the sea
into the long ships

chilling air whispers
calling to me
to take my bindle
go down to the sea

old are those stories
of things that were once
remember in darkness
in stillness of night