Victoria Anderson-Throop Poet Rhyme

Call of the Sea

CALL OF THE SEA

The salt of sea is in my blood
It sounds like sailor's lore
But an emptiness that begs my heart
Calls me to the shore
There's no sane reason I can give
To brave cold winter nights
This thrill is not a simple joy
Exceeds all love delights
How passion’s seeds ignite in us
Is difficult to say
But with the waves of winter seas
My cares are washed away.

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Toquyen Harrell November 8, 2012 at 4:32 PM Yes, I love the sea too better than the lake and anywhere else. There is something mysterious about it. You feel like you are one with it. Love your write, Victoria. Love ya, Toquyen

Elizabeth O'Driscoll November 8, 2012 at 3:41 PM beautiful poem Victoria, love elizabeth