Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, HOMING SONG, by RAY CLARKE ROSE


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First Line: The waves come racing to my boat
Last Line: To kiss my love.
Subject(s): Longing; Love; Man-woman Relationships; Navy - United States; Sailing & Sailors; War; Male-female Relations; American Navy


The waves come racing to my boat
With messages from you, my love,
And all their cadences denote
You 're true, my love.
Your soldier lad is sailing back
To you and to his home again,
No more to lead a fierce attack,
Or roam again.

No gold have I to buy you gear,
No treasure save my heart for you,
And wealth of kisses—kept, my dear,
Apart for you.
But ah! I know your hair is gold
And turquoise are your eyes, my own,
And in your love a worth untold
There lies, my own.

The tumult of the war has passed,
The nations are at peace, my sweet;
The tumult in my heart doth fast
Increase, my sweet.
For all the way is long and lone
That I must travel yet to you,
And oh! I hunger to the bone
To get to you!

My dearest one, be kind and wait
As truly as I sigh for you,
For I should deem it happy fate
To die for you.
My shoulder-straps and brave success
Shall gather fame about you, dear,
But they are less than nothingness
Without you, dear.

O ocean, bear me back with speed
To greet the girl who waits for me,
And fortune fashion to my need
The fates for me!
I ask no gift beyond the ken
Of humbleness—I miss my love;
I only ask to see, and then,
To kiss my love.





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