Driftwood In Mousehole
‘Driftwood’, roped and beached
Inside the harbour,
Its stern turned upon a docile blue sea:
It revelled in April sunlight
And the accompanying coolant
Of a brisk westerly breeze…
Driftwood, standing, I reached
For the vessel,
My back turned upon St Michael’s Mount:
I hovered in Mousehole’s cramped quay
And the surrounding vibrant
Village, entirely at ease…
Pete Ray
April 24th 2018
‘Driftwood’ the boat and me in Mousehole’s harbour…
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