A Song Of The Sea Poem by Lodigiana Poetess

Play for me the song of the sea
of reckless, foaming, seismic waves,
that ride astride the ocean swell,
white horses prone to misbehave

Old shanties sung by weathered tars.
Calloused hands towing empty nets.
backs breaking with the daily toil
from early morn to dim sunsets.

Slow flying gulls incessant screech
whilst swooping low through salty brine.
Elusive fish dive deep below,
still nothing on the fishing line

Play for me the song of the sea,
the cry of gulls, a whisper fading.
The skys now darken, a long days ended..
An empty boat sails back unladen.