Along The Sea

As I wander far
Along the foreign strand
I feel the tug of home
Pulling on my hand,
I feel the loneliness
That I have made for me
Whenever I am here
On the edge of the sea.


I thought upon my love
So far from home am I
She waits beside the fire
Reflection in her eye.
She wonders why she did
Fall in love with such as he
Who has the need to leave
And walk along the sea.

The wind, it has a chill
That moves through to the bone
The cold that can not be
Assuaged when all alone
Too far from home and love
More than should ever be
A vagabond I know
Somehow must cross the sea


By Merc

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The Poem Junction: Along The Sea

Friday, April 4, 2014

Along The Sea

As I wander far
Along the foreign strand
I feel the tug of home
Pulling on my hand,
I feel the loneliness
That I have made for me
Whenever I am here
On the edge of the sea.


I thought upon my love
So far from home am I
She waits beside the fire
Reflection in her eye.
She wonders why she did
Fall in love with such as he
Who has the need to leave
And walk along the sea.

The wind, it has a chill
That moves through to the bone
The cold that can not be
Assuaged when all alone
Too far from home and love
More than should ever be
A vagabond I know
Somehow must cross the sea


By Merc

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