Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A PRAYER FOR THE SAILOR, by EMMETT MALOY COUNTS First Line: Outside my window howls the wind Last Line: May find his way to shore. Subject(s): Boats; Sailing & Sailors; Sea; Storms; Seamen; Sails; Ocean | ||||||||
Outside my window howls the wind, My window by the sea, And through the flimsy lattices It whispers in to me That while I lie safe in my bed And wander off to sleep, Out there a vessel, water-logged, Goes riding down the deep. Let those of us who live beside The ocean's cozy door Give heed to all the mournful tones That throng the ocean's roar, And hope that every stricken craft May sail the storm before, And pray that every sailor man May find his way to shore. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HALL OF OCEAN LIFE by JOHN HOLLANDER JULY FOURTH BY THE OCEAN by ROBINSON JEFFERS BOATS IN A FOG by ROBINSON JEFFERS CONTINENT'S END by ROBINSON JEFFERS THE FIGUREHEAD by LEONIE ADAMS THE GRIND by EMMETT MALOY COUNTS |
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