I am a pool in a peaceful place,
I greet the great sky face to face,
I know the stars and the stately moon
And the wind that runs with rippling shoon-
But why does it always bring to me
The far-off, beautiful sound of the sea?
The marsh-grass weaves me a wall of green,
But the wind comes whispering in between,
In the dead of night when the sky is deep
The wind comes waking me out of sleep-
Why does it always bring to me
The far-off, terrible call of the sea?
The Sea Wind
Sara Teasdale
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Poem topics: beautiful, green, moon, night, sleep, grass, deep, place, great, wall, terrible, sound, sea, sky, face, bring, wind, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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kayla: shes in a peceful place
katalina: I like the sea wind..................................................rtrtf
Zoe Trap: To let me express myself ,
She must be an elf.
With so many rhymes
It may have taken much time
Levez: Hi I like your poem I don’t love it I like it
Lucia: I literally LOVE ❤️ this poem!!!!!!!!!!
Robert Bennett: I like that it started off peaceful even though it did not end that way by calling the call of the sea terrible.
Robert Bennett: I liked that it started off peacefull even though that is not how it seemed to end by saying the call of the sea was terrible.
Mackenzie Rhines: I liked the part when it said the far-off, terrible call of the sea.
Mackenzie Jane Rhines: I like the part when it said the far-off, terrible call of the sea.
dylan: your poam is amzing sara
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