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scattering ashes at sea

#NationalPoetryDay – A Poem for a Sea Lover

Richard came across this poem when writing a blog post about the explorer Frank Wild and was stunned by just how beautiful it was. If you are wondering about the words to say when scattering the ashes of an old sailor or seaman, or anyone really who loved the sea – you could do a lot worse than this..

    Sea Fever by John Masefield

I must go 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 gray mist on the sea’s face, and a grey dawn breaking.

I must go 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 go 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.

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