LOST AT SEA

LOST AT SEA 

I looked for you again today

Out on the sea down by the bay

I called your name into the sky

But only storm clouds passed me by.

The ships had come from journeys long

To bring their sailors back to home

To bring the weary home from sea

But there was no one there for me.

I gathered roses red and sweet

To make a carpet for your feet

I wrote a song to sing aloud

But could not find you in the crowd.

I walked for hours on the shore

Till I could see the sea no more

I watched the sunset turned to blood

And drown in midnight's darkened flood.

My roses wilted in my hands

And scattered there upon the sands

As tears afresh sprang from my eyes

I shook to clear my head of lies.

And turned for home, that lonely place

Devoid of love and of your face

That sailor's face who loves the sea

Who loves it so much more than me.

       



                    

                                

©by Voo

March 7, 2005

2 a.m.

painting by Winslow Homer

 

 SHIPWRECKED BY SHANE ALEXANDER

    The song that inspired the poem