[From the wanderlust of a starry-eyed adventurer]
O Captain! A Captain’s love for the sea.
In foamy waters of longing, majestic’lly –
sails a fairy ship bound for yonder’s port.
Aye, like a siren’s honeyed tune, she
lures me into a time of brazen wonder.
To brawl in wars, on Trojan shores – waltz
to the swagger of sun-drenched daffodils.
I’ve wept across the sands of Dee – Sped o’er the sea
to the Isle of Skye, with Scotland’s Bonny Prince.
True valour, faced lions, a Christian’s might
Mourn’d the plunge of licentious Rome
Heard the bard’s notes hauntingly tell
the destruction of Sennacherib.
And did those feet in ancient time, so oft’ charge
with the Light Brigade, so I may count the ways
of love to depth, breadth, height!
My tongue swipes brine, an East wind rise
I heed the cries of the sea.
O starry-eyed adventurer, in ink-stained waters lurk
O’er florid waves – to foreign shores
through metre iambic, verse
Poetry is donning the apparels of a sea captain, stepping aboard and grasping the helm of an imaginary ship. Whenever I read or write poetry, I remember my childhood and Sundays with my mother. Two of her favourite poems were “A Naughty Boy” by John Keats (1818) and “The Sands of Dee” by Charles Kingsley (1849). My appreciation for poetry grew as our home was always littered with Royal Readers, Penguin Popular Classics, etc. Amusingly, with poetry I am forever surrounded by old friends: Wordsworth, Longfellow, Tennyson, Burns, Keats, Poe, Dickinson, Blake, Stevenson, Auden, Browning and the likes.
- Sally Delancy
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