Newquay harbour wall
where untidy heaps of pots
are left out to dry.
by Scooj
Newquay harbour wall
where untidy heaps of pots
are left out to dry.
by Scooj
Idyllic cottage
where I learned to ride a bike
never forgotten.
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Cornish skies, deep blue.
Ocean reflected, absorbed;
waves of clouds breaking.
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We four together
on a wave – mum, daughter, son.
dad; it’s a keeper!
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The happiest day
spending time together on
the rocks in the sun.
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The Penny Farthing
used to be here; tea and cakes
with my grandmother.
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In their millions
reminiscent of ash spewed
from a volcano.
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Shops come and shops go
I’m sad it’s the tackle shop
where will I get bait?
Salt in my hair and
white salt ringlets on my skin;
Summer sea swimming.
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After so many
years together, it feels good
to honour their day.
by Scooj