Gull Rock Labours…
(Inspired by Georgie Harrison’s painting of Portreath…)
The Atlantic’s swell appears to slide, even glide
Across Portreath’s sandy beach, encircling,
Swirling its turquoise majesty, draping itself about
At odd angles as it deposits hidden weed and mermaid’s purses
Upon its furthest reach.
Gull Rock appears to be moored out at sea, petrified
And buoyant like a crude vessel, rankling,
A testimony to the ocean’s power and it offers no doubt
That it has been stranded and thus roars its curses
At the combers on the beach…
Pete Ray
28th January 2024…
The movement of the painting is enticing.
When there in November, several mermaid’s purses (usually sharks’ or rays’ egg cases) were found amongst the weed brought in by huge waves and they were collected.
I have them still…
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