Longing has sails
November 25, 2009
Can you see the Ship? He said. The Ghost ship on the sea. It comes so very near some days, it will come one day, for me. I can not see the Ship. I said. Out beyond the waves. But I can see an island blue, where I shall spend my days. When my ship comes in. He said, waiting on a breath. I will live my dreams, you’ll see, and die a hero’s death. There in paradise. I said, my little heart on fire. I’ll find the wishing fruit, bright red, and have all I desire.
how beautiful, so much room to interpret.
and to die a hero’s death, that does sound tempting sometimes.
i’m so glad to see a new post, i always miss them. ♥
I miss your posts too! In the the in-between-times.
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This is beautiful.
It sent my heart sighing and wishing and dreaming.
Even though these days my head is full of snowy fields and evergreens heavy with snowflakes, somewhere on the horizon there is a ship just like that and an ocean waiting for me.
MJ
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Oh, but I envy the snowy fields and evergreens. It is hot and bright here and the seaside is the only place to be.
xo
Such a lovely photo and poem. I have all I can take of horizons some days, and tonight I have my ship to take me where I need to be.
Fair sailing!
oh this post is so beautiful dear, i am so glad you posted again. your dreamy posts are always so incredibly inspiring. stay lovely dearest, much love from suzannah ♥
Thank you Suzannah dear ♥
What a lovely poem and picture! Nice to hear from you again Skye. :)
Thank you Claudia, I am not very good at poems but I do like to rhyme sometimes.
I love it when little verses paint a picture of a timeless time. Beautiful, and has me longing to walk by the sea again.
Seaside walks are beautiful, especially when there is a full moon. Take care ♥
truely beautiful :) As always.
Thank you!
Oh!
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It is so beautiful :). Thank you for brightening up my day ^^
May all your days be bright ♥
A lovely poem (and a nice picture, too)!
Thank you for blogging here again, I missed your posts.
I hope you’re well.
Bonnie
Thank you Bonnie. I missed posting. I am a terribly lazy creature though, and a perfectionist too.
This post was so lovely, as well as your whole blog.
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Thank you. I love your blog too, the photos you take are magical!
oh to die a hero’s death,..
this is marvelous..x
It would be nice sometimes, but I don’t think I’m brave enough.
You are marvelous too! I covet your christmas list ♥
I missed you so much!! ;o;
Thanks for coming back!!
Everything is beauiful.
As are you! ♥
In the new year, let’s not wait for our dreams to come to us. Let’s go out and find them ourselves.
Like Max, we need to find the boat buried in the rushes and sail out in to the unknown.
This reminds me of Peter Pan, somehow. I love it!
Ships always remind me of Peter too!
I wish I could be the one to live my dreams and then die a hero’s death… when I was about 11, there was a storm with purple lightning, except there was no rain, nor sound. I could see the lightning outside my window, and knew it to be a sign. “They” were coming for me, they were going to take me on an adventure in the world where I truly belonged. I packed my little burgundy bookbag and dressed even though it was about 2 in the morning. I wrote a note to my parents saying I loved them but not to look for me, and I waited. I knew in my heart that they would come for me, it wasn’t a game of pretend or a wish or desire, it was believeing. I waited all night, but they never came. They never came… sorry- I just made a connection in my head…
Oh, but Purple Lighting is a sign! I would have been heartsick too. I hope they still come one day, however long we have to wait.
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I completly love your picture!!♥♥♥
Thanks Haley! ♥♥♥
I have a big thing for sailing ships. A connection or…something. Its hard to explain xx;
Yes, I know what you mean. There is something about them.. its hard to reach or touch, but they pull at us.
Red wishing fruit sounds so delectable. Ships always create a powerful yearning. xx
It has star shaped seeds.
lovely photo :)
thanks for the comment. no worries :)
xo
Thank you, I enjoy your lovely blog so much ♥
Your new blog makes me wonder how you are. You seem to have grown up very suddenly. Not that you weren’t mature before – because you certainly were… Just this new blog seems a lot more adult. There seems to be a little darkness in all these beautiful words and pictures. i get the feeling that you’re starting to feel a little uncertain about your future; though perhaps i’m only interpreting it that way because then it parallels with some of my own feelings. After all, we do interpret and perceive things based on our own experiences.
i just hope you’re not doubting yourself in any way. The things you write are so beautiful that my heart sings.
Do you really think so? I do not think of optimism as childish or sadness as adult. I think there is a little bit of each in all of us. The difference is that I am no longer writing to advise, simply to express.
I am mostly an optimistic, proactive person, but I still know what it feels to be lonely, sad, wistful, to hurt. I value all of these emotions as it takes more than happiness to feel alive, and there is as much beauty in these empty feelings as the full ones. I hope that makes sense.