Friday, March 3, 2017

SEA DITTY and DAYDREAMER By Polly Guerin












SEA DITTY (C)

The relentless pounding of the sea
Takes us into its lure where we see

Its salty texture bites our skin
And draws us further, further in

Till floating on a seaweed bed
We rest our weary troubled head

With these few moments there is release
Where we find infinite joy and peace

DAYDREAMER ©

I will go down to the grey brooding rocks
And sit there amongst the seabird flocks

And dream a dream, or so it seems
I will stay there near the crashing sea

That clears the path to joyful song
It's in the sea lullaby where I belong

It tells me stories of a foreign land
For it has traveled from sand to sand

And lapped upon the shore of each place
With frosted crest of the waves'n grace

What strange and foreign ports of call
I surrender to its relentless squall

And find solace in its raucous song
The mesmerizing sea is where I belong.