[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
For World Poetry Day (March 21, 2018), we asked members of the Circle of Poets to tell us what poetry means to them. We’ll be sharing their entries here with you over the coming days.