Friday, 25 October 2024

NEWLYN DAYLIGHT... (My new poem inspired by Percy Morton Teasdale's painting...)

 Newlyn Daylight…

(Inspired by Percy Morton Teasdale’s painting…)



A working woman, likely used to being painted

By artists in and around Newlyn, tarries

Upon an uneven lane which meanders down

Towards the sea, perhaps to fill with herring the basket she carries…    

The Mounts Bay sunlight deflects the mind from the vaunted 

Fishing industry, the untidy quaysides, the grim

Alleys and the harsh conditions endured around the town,

So that the waterfront displays a promise, tidy and trim… 


The pleasant pastel sky reflects lush mid-blue inside

The harbour, where a few luggers lie moored and unhindered, 

Like inside a summertime marina and like in a postcard’s lure.

A shaft of sunlight gleams along the old quay wall, untended,

As Newlyn basks in daylight, weathered, yet somehow pacified.

Washing wafts and drifts in a gentle, comfortable breeze

And there is a rare and tangible, curious serenity pure,

A momentous sentiment about a community at ease…


Pete Ray

25th October 2024… 

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