“Searching for Adventure”
Joel Robinson Photography
http://joelrobison.com/index.php/
Upon the sea I want to be
Through oceans mild or gales hearty
Wave upon wave beckons to me
Aye, I want to be, upon the sea
But you’re a lass I’m sure they’ll cry
Who gives a damn! be my reply
Within my sight, new ports of call
The variety keeps me in thrall
I’d no stay more than a fortnight
New ports of call, within my sight
My Da knows that its pull is strong
I’d drown on earth without whale song
When back on land I’ll be churlish
I’ll do what I must, then off with a flourish
It’s more than my patience can stand
I’ll be churlish, when back on land
And oh the salty words that I’ll hurl
Should they dare treat me like some girl!
They call my soul, the emerald seas
My heart eases in the breeze
Ship in full kilter, at the control
The emerald seas, they call my soul
The lace and parasol life is not me
A seafarer true that’s what I will be
Oh you nae believe? Just watch the sea
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dVerse invites us to engage in a poetic flight of fancy via the whimsical and imaginative photography of Joel Robinson.
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