David Harris

Bronze Star - 2,203 Points (18 June 1945 / Bradfield, England)

The Sea, The Sea - Poem by David Harris

The sea, the sea beckons me
with its sirens call.
The lure of its wandering waves,
get a boat and sail with me.

The sea, the sea beckons me
to sail away from home,
to leave all that I love
and with her find a new home.

The sea, the sea with its restless ways
keeps calling out my name.
Saying that sailing with her
will give me fortune and fame.

I am not a sailor
and have no wish to roam.
Sea, oh sea call someone else
and let them answer your call.

28 July 2009


Comments about The Sea, The Sea by David Harris

  • Rookie Oliver Griffiths Jones (10/12/2009 10:06:00 AM)

    a beautiful poem by a fine author. I may be a sailor, but the sea does not call to me, perhaps i shall rest from the sea, and hope it calls. (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie Tsira Goge (7/28/2009 1:58:00 PM)

    I am not a sailor
    and have no wish to roam.
    Sea, oh sea call someone else
    and let them answer your call.
    .................................................

    The excellent....10... (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, July 28, 2009

Poem Edited: Thursday, February 17, 2011


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