Unbeaten.
I watched dawn erase ink-black as today appeared
trailing a blaze of brave spirit over waking Fowey.
From my window in Old Ferry Inn I saw light break
cover and flood all inlets in morning's liquid glow.
Awash under sun-rise the estuary fisher-folk button
up jackets and gulping breakfast unshackle boats.
Sewn nets at the ready, fresh catch takes effort for
this menu-proud village showing seafood devotion.
Granite-thick cottage walls give unbeaten defiance
at nearness to thrash from wild waves of ocean.
River's flat ripple belies next tidal change for rage
of invasion can hole slate as gale rips out stone.
Tenacious the hold by a seafaring people to cope
with an ocean's precociously moody explosions.
Earned is my meant admiration that urges return
to this place of bravery intent on saving homes.
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Author:
Fay Slimm. (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Written during a recent visit to this amazing place of coastal beauty .
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A beautiful part of the country - the photo also puts me in mind of Robin Hoods Bay where about 18 months ago I drove down to the bottom (big mistake) and I stopped to allow a car coming towards me to get by and he clouted my nearside wing. Anyway this also a beauty of a poem Fay - really brings the place alive.
Ouch - - that smack would have cost you a few heavy breaths - - - Yes the hillside to get the Pol- Ruan bay and the ferry to Fowey is about as steep Michael -- I wondered if an oncoming car would send ours off the edge - - at this time of year though there are not many visitors and I had a whale of a time walking around the ancient harbours with cottages right on the tide mark too.Thanks for the read and comment my friend.
I just love the English country side, the harbor towns and Europe in general. Been a long time since I was back, but your poem brings it all alive again! Thanks Fay!
Glad you were taken back to the beauty of Cornwall's coastline Fred - it was the first time I had visited that part of the county known as Daphne Du Maurier countryside - - she wrote her first novel in the Old Ferry Inn where I stayed a few nights.
A fine write Fay. Never knew there was so much good stuff there. Well, I would know if I visited, I'm sure!
Yes the ancient villages of northern Cornwall are something to see Orchi - the tiny cottages right on the tide-line must get a battering when gales hit the shore. I was amazed at how close to the spume some of them were.
Very good write, I haven’t been to Fowey but like Michael I have been to Robin Hoods Bay which has a similar view.
Yes they are about as steep to walk or ride down into the bay below Goldi - - a bit scary at times when a vehicle is coming the opposite way !! Beautiful views though and worth a visit.
Very evident the image is a coastal town, I loved the image, both the visual AND the written. I felt ocean spray in my face.
Ah - - that is exactly what I had hoped you would feel dear friend - - the fresh and saline spray of Cornish coastline is so invigorating - so pleased you enjoyed the read.
THANKS FAY ~ For FOWEY read paradise ! You are so so blessed ~ Yours in Essex ! BRIAN
Thank you Brian and yes I do feel blessed with the beautiful coastline I see every day, hoping my poetry can express even an atom of its wondrous grandeur.
Well FAY those of us who have holidayed in CORNWALL can empathise from real experience ~ Yours as ever BRIAN "Love of the English West Country"
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