Time And Tide

The tide rises, the tide falls,
The twilight darkens, the curlew calls;
Along the sea-sands damp and brown
The traveller hastens toward the town,
And the tide rises, the tide falls.

Darkness settles on roofs and walls,
But the sea, the sea in the darkness calls;
The little waves, with their soft, white hands,
Efface the footprints in the sands,
And the tide rises, the tide falls.

The morning breaks; the steeds in their stalls
Stamp and neigh, as the hostler calls;
The day returns, but nevermore
Returns the traveller to the shore,
And the tide rises, the tide falls.

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Against the Tide


“There is, one knows not what sweet mystery about this sea, whose gently awful stirrings seem to speak of some hidden soul beneath…”

Herman Melville

Deep in the night
I climb the stairway to the sea
And pretend you are there beside me
I see us there upon the stairway to the sea
Where the mist softly kissed two lovers
Hiding from others our love by the sea

Johnny Mathis

Stairway to the Sea

Let’s swim to the moon
Let’s climb through the tide
Surrender to the waiting worlds
That lap against our side.

Jim Morrison 

No Time for a Swim

 “Life is like the sea. Its tides and currents sometimes take a man to distant shores that he never dreamed existed.”

Jocelyn Murray

“The winds, the sea, and the moving tides are what they are. If there is wonder and beauty and majesty in them, science will discover these qualities… If there is poetry in my book about the sea, it is not because I deliberately put it there, but because no one could write truthfully about the sea and leave out the poetry.”

Rachel Carson

You are always here
With me by my side
Where the endless tides 
Forever fall and rise

Lost in time we stand
By the cold and windy sea
Where the endless tides 
Forever cease to be

Vanda Ralevska

I have to find a place to hide
An island in the sea
Surrounded by a racing tide
Where I can live with me

Laurie Matthew


Beautiful iron pier of the silvery sea
All your numerous arches and pillars are so grand to me
And pagoda and legs which seem to the eye
To be almost reaching up to the sky.
The greatest wonder it must be
And a great beautification to the Severn Sea
Most beautiful may I boast
Near by Clevedon and the Somerset coast.

Mike Lord

“I really don’t know why it is that all of us are so committed to the sea, except I think it’s because in addition to the fact that the sea changes, and the light changes, and ships change, it’s because we all came from the sea. And it is an interesting biological fact that all of us have in our veins the exact same percentage of salt in our blood that exists in the ocean, and, therefore, we have salt in our blood, in our sweat, in our tears. We are tied to the ocean. And when we go back to the sea – whether it is to sail or to watch it – we are going back from whence we came.”

John F. Kennedy

Spring Low Tide

Let only the young come, 
Says the sea. 

Let them kiss my face 
And hear me. 
I am the last word 
And I tell 
Where storms and stars come from.

Carl Sandburg

Morning Calm

“You cannot stop the tides from changing. No matter how determined you are.”

Brandon Sanderson

A Little About Me

I am a photographer by heart, with love of silence and solitude, poetry, music and walking. I believe every moment is extraordinary when you feel alive. These days you can mostly find me wandering along the edgelands, borderlands and in undiscovered places looking for all the beauty waiting to be captured.

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