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Saturday, 3 May 2025
THE ROCK PIG & THE STACKOSAURUS... (My new poem about the rock formations at Barafundle Bay, Pembrokeshire...)
The Rock Pig & The Stackosaurus…
(Rock formations at Barafundle Bay…)
There was no mistaking its snout.
You could almost hear it grunting its displeasure
At being exposed to the weathering and each bout
Of lashing gales and piercing rain, a leisure
Pursuit unseemly for a rooting, foraging, snub-nosed gargoyle,
Cursed by a rash of lichen and hair of facial grass, in its purgatorial toil…
Of its prehistoric origins there was little doubt.
You could almost imagine it roaring its discomposure
At having to scavenge and lean and probe about
In wild storms and blistering heat, its composure
Strained by the constant rooting and foraging of herbivorous spoil,
With its lichen skin and an expression of alarm, fear and abject turmoil…
Pete Ray
3rd May 2025…
Two sections of Barafundle’s rocky surroundings.
One looked like the head of a pig, the other seemed to resemble a prehistoric herbivore…
A personal view…
THE INFANTRYMAN, THE SAILOR & THE FLYER... (My new poem about Milford Haven's war memorial, Pembrokeshire, Wales...)
The Infantryman, The Sailor & The Flyer…
(Milford Haven’s War Memorial…)
The memorial is well positioned on the waterfront,
Unhidden. Unencumbered. Uninhibited.
It is an all encompassing, impressive feature,
Its three figures defiant and to fallen colleagues indebted…
The embattled infantryman rests his right hand upon his left wrist
In a stance respectful of the missing, the maimed and the slain,
Puttees are wrapped neatly around his lower legs
And steady, formidable eyes belie the war’s intolerable strain…
The fatigued sailor rests his left hand upon his right wrist
In a less formal stance, yet stoic, solemn and stern,
Neck scarf knot tied with intricate care
And staring, contemptible eyes wonder whether mankind will ever learn…
The elevated flyer wrestles on his left glove with the right at the wrist
In a dominant, belligerent stance toward the enemy, the danger and the biplane dogfights.
With goggles strapped to his warm balaclava headgear,
The disdainful countenance in his eyes conceals the airman’s perilous plights…
The memorial lies well placed, facing seaward,
Precious. Precocious. Provocative.
It is Milford Haven’s enduring commemorative feature,
The three figures truculent and to fallen colleagues votive…
Pete Ray
2nd May 2025…
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