I dream of the sea

I dream of the sea

I dream of the sea,

Under iron skies,

So far away,

From my land-locked prison.

I dream of the sea,

Of the tumultuous pull,

Luna-dragged and thrashing,

Convulsing like a serpent.

I dream of the sea,

Sharp crisp air,

Cut with salt and brine and rotting weeds,

Hurled against sea walls in the night.

I dream of the sea,

And wish,

That I could drown,

In its endless eternity.

S J Menary

24/04/2014

A grey day off the coast of Cornwall (1853-1904)

David James (held at Nuneaton and Bedworth Museum and Art Gallery)