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The Sea is a choosy mistress. She takes the men that come to her and weighs them and measures them. The ones she adores, she keeps; the ones she hates, she destroys. The rest she casts back to land. I count myself among the adored, for I am Her willing Captive.

I've relocated to a new Yankee Sailor.

Saturday, June 25, 2005

How Blue The Sea

A poem, from a Boatswain's Mate, no less:

How blue the sea I well remember
How limitless its path
On days of gray through pounding spray
She so implies her wrath
In calm or storm the sea I love
Yet must exact a toll
This day from me you took too much
You swallowed up my soul

Joe O'Brien, BM3, USN