Poetry by Jeff Green

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The call of the sea

by cricketjeff on August 7, 2008.  © Jeff Green, All rights reserved

The little waves that give our boat its motion
Are cousins to the crash of winter’s storms
Majestic moods that give life to the ocean
Can change the world as every scene transforms

A silver dawn can tip the waves with magic
The dark of night brings phosphorescent glow
You’d spend your life to study the pelagic
And never find the end of what’s on show

While landsmen see the beauty of the mountains
And country walks will set them at their ease
The merest sight of city centre fountains
Will have a sailor dreaming of his seas

There is no peace away from living waters
For one who’s lost his heart to Neptune’s daughters

Author notes

I think the couplet is now half decent, so now I need to look for a good one!

Shakespearian sonnet with feminine rhyme and therefore 11 syllables terminating in an amphibrach (di DUM di) in lines 1,3,5,7,9,11,13 & 14