I tossed a love poem to the sea,
I told it swim, my words, I let you free.
They came to rest upon an isle's golden sand,
they declared not that they were written by my hand.
She read the grains while picking daisies in the sun
an unknown heart I'd never know I'd won.
Gladly do I part with thee
words of love given to the sea.
Awash on shores of lonely sand
etch in grains with unknown hand.
I know one whose heart is free
will give her love to the guileless sea;
if our worlds should combine by fate
my sails will call and I will wait,
I shall smell the sweet flowered air
and weave fresh daisies through her hair.
I read a love poem in the sand
that wrote itself with unknown hand.
I felt although a mystery
those words of love were meant for me.
I looked upon the glistening waves
and heard his song and said his name.
On a great ship he sailed alone
and to his heart I now belong.
I gathered all my daisies round,
and fashioned him a living crown.
each is a lovely poem within its self. A beautiful story of love, nicely writtren
A beautiful love story nicely written. Each stanza is a story within itself.
i appreciate this wonderfully expressed verse a lot. a intense write woven with craft. nice write, keep writing.
The first line can be extended into a thesis! I find great deapth in your poetry dear captain!
A true final: ............gathered all my daisies round, and fashioned him a living crown............Unbelievable romantic!
A poet like Captain Cur coming down the aisle with his romantic Classic Love poems. WOW! The archaic words and lines have done their duty. A grand mesmerizing feast while reading this lovely romantic song.5 Stars!
I loved the flow and beauty of the poem like fresh daisies dancing in the sun.5 stars
A marvellous poem Captain Cur! A love poem tossed into the sea with spectacular images and metaphors so beautiful.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A beautiful composition is penned in a classic manner. Love is reciprocated through mighty waves and words of poesy transfer into daisies....a poem...a wreath, it's a lovely write.