BESSY'S COVE... (My poem about Bessy's Cove, near Prussia Cove, Cornwall...)

 Bessy’s Cove…

Sea-eagle sprawls

Like a shoebill stork

Flailing after lungfish

Onto the incoming tide.

Harsh-eyed,

Precision-beaked,

The Cove it trawls,

Seeks its prey,

Seeks to spear,

Seeks its plunder,

Seeks to spread fear…

Surfacing seal appears

Like a deep-sea diver

Rising for bearings

On the incoming tide.

Wide-eyed,

Round-headed,

The Cove it nears,

Seeks no foe,

Seeks to feed,

Seeks no danger,

Seeks satiation of need…

Suspended boat angles

Like a stringed toy

Waiting for companions

And the incoming tide.

Cock-eyed,

Halfway-down

The Cove’s slipway dangles,

Seeks a helmsman,

Seeks two oars,

Seeks its freedom, 

Seeks the Cove’s jaws…

Pete Ray

The jutting rocks looked rather like the head of a 

sea-eagle, a seal bobbed in the water and a 

rowing-boat lay on a slope at Bessy’s Cove, Cornwall, 2007…