A Ship Therein
The Sea is my Inspiration.
Do you love the sea? I know I do! Sail boats and fishermen? As all my friends and those most dear to me will tell you, I have a boat fixation. I am a boat bore! Just look at me grin in the photo. I have just been on a speedboat at Whitby in North Yorkshire. Had I been born a boy, I would certainly have joined the Navy!
I just have to be within earshot of a flock of gulls, a whiff of salt air, or the sound of a distant foghorn and I am off. Boats? Let me at them! It's a boat? I must go on it! My two favourite places on this earth are probably Whitby and Victoria - thousands of miles apart, but what do they have in common? The answer is the sea, and more importantly - lots and lots of boats, ships, canoes, kayaks....
Being born by the sea might have something to do with this obsession of mine. I was born in a seaside town and my biggest regret was that I was not allowed to go out on the fishing boats with my Grandad when I was young. My dear Grandfather was a stonemason by trade and a fisherman by instinct - but he didn't want me in danger and the currents there were especially dangerous. A deep undertow made the pebble beach descend rapidly and deeply.
I think the adults were frightened I might dive in! I certainly found the water enticing, even when freezing - and I still do! Although, whilst I love to swim under the water, I have to admit that I have never fantasized about submarines since I was old enough to realize they were cramped and smelly! No, it is the sea air, the pebble beaches, the cliffs and caves and secret places, the wildlife, the whales, the seals and dolphins and of course the seagulls. Let me take you on a little trip through my wonderful places in pictures, poetry and song....
Crossing the Bar - Tennyson Poetry Card
Poem by Tennyson, Photo of Whitby Pier
This poetry card features Tennyson's mystical sea poem, Crossing the Bar. I took the photo at Whitby, one of my favourite seaside haunts.
A Closer Look at an Orca
A Ship Therein
A poem I wrote a few years ago...
The Seekers sang "a ship there is" but the folk song is "a ship therein" and that was the inspiration for the title of my poem. To read the full poem, please click on the text. It will take you to my poetry website and a page called "Peaceful Places" which you might enjoy.
Where tall ships
Plough their silken furrows
Through soft fields of indigo and blue
And seagulls cry,
Proclaiming resting place
On languid cliff tops
Lisa Gabriel, 16th May 2005
Not all of my poems are about the sea, many are about the Seasons and nature, but I invite you to explore some of my poems too.
Poetry of the Sea - Here are a selection of poetry books for those who love the sea...
Imagine the eternal pulse of the sea, swishing to and fro on the shores of the Isla Negra and you can appreciate this anthology of Neruda's poems. In English and Spanish, including his poems of the sea, many for the first time...
Sea Fever is the classic collection. Ask for poets of the sea and who always springs to mind but John Masefield. I must go down to the sea again- my thoughts entirely!
The Music of the Sea - Full Fathom Five....
A mysterious setting of Shakespeare's poem...
Great poets such as Cavafy , Coleridge, Homer, Masefield, Merwin, Milton, Plath, Poe, Shakespeare, Stevens and Tennyson. Forms such as sonnets, shanties, ballads, narrative rhymes... All celebrating the beauty and awesome mysteries of the Oceans!
The oldest and the greatest of poetry books, celebrating the ancient Greek heroes of legend and mythology. A wonderful adventure I loved as a child!
A Child at the Sea
For Gilly on her birthday at Garwick
This poem refers back to my early childhood memories. I wrote it after speaking to a friend who also had fond memories of the sea! Just click on the poem to read the whole thing, it will take you to my poetry site. The peaceful music you hear on this page is Fantasy, this features in a piano solo version on my CD, which I recorded a couple of years ago. Flying To Meet The Sunrise
A seagull's cry,
Like plaintive ghost,
Pierces a slow dawning sky,
And here I lie,
A child suspended,
Caught in that magic hour 'twixt night and day.
Nor wake, nor sleep,
But race the innocent dreams of freedom.
Lisa Gabriel, 16th May 2005
Paddling in Lake Alouette December 2012!
My first poetry book - not originally self-published. It was not meant to be lofty, nor bigoted either and it is not even centred all the way through. Oh well my heiny - why not just borrow it for free on Kindle Unlimited and judge for yourself?
Come On In - the Water's Fine
Crazy Brit enjoying MountainCrispness
Yes, definitely crazy after all these years. Who else but a Brit - a seafarer at heart - would paddle in the freezing water of a Canadian Lake in December. Alright, it is only Golden Ears near Maple Ridge, and quite mild for the time of year, but my toes were blue afterwards!
Boats at Victoria
Haul Away Joe... Free Sheet music. - A Sea Shanty in the Dorian Mode
Print, or play... Doesn't it just make you want to sail away?
Onboard the Bark Endeavour - Whitby
Photo taken through the rigging of a sailing ship at Whitby
One of my favourite boat rides at Whitby was on a half size replica of Captain Cook's sailing ship. It was a lovely trip on the Bark Endeavour that saw us returning just after sunset and this photo is of the Yorkshire coast through the rigging of that ship!
My favourite thing is boats... but really I just love the Sea, and Lakes and... and...
© 2013 Lisa Marie Gabriel