Sail Home

i am a sailor i need to feel the water cool in my hand

as i trespass far to a a new beautiful land

i dangle my hand over the side

with cool waves my thoughts i bide

like a gypsy free of land so still

ill travel the water of my own free will

this ship will soon be sailing away

it will leave tomorrow… not today

i want it to take me to you my dear

though it may be very rough i fear

to cross the sea

so that i can share my life with thee

new pastures call me im restless now

this must be the only way how

and that this place here now holds only a memory old

new stories venture to be told

that my feet should tread a happier way

i need to live them in a new day

The glistening waves will take me to where

my heart will see no dispair

to a comfortable home with a fireside warm

filled with peace and love and calm

to end my days in this fashion

has hardly been a pashion

But a settling wish that must come true

As i wend my weary way to you IMG_0999

Author: Rosy

I became interested in poetry about a year ago and try to write about things from my heart that are associated with events in my life or events going on in the World at large or closer to home. I am a visual artist and still am to a certain extent having exhibited some of my work as a visually impaired artist using sponges to paint. I have lost most of my eyesight in recent years to advanced glaucoma and my vision is now very limited I am finding my creativity now evolving in writing poetry and hope to publish my own book of verse in the future. I have a blog page on Wordpress where I share my poetry, art, photography, thoughts and favourite quotes and prayers at

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