READERS’ POETRY: From the Bury Free Press of Friday, September 23
This week’s poem, by Alan T Askew, is called Godrevy Beach and was inspired by a holiday in Cornwall.
The tumbling waves come crashing in
Seagulls wheel and make a din
The jagged rocks hold back the swell
A thousand stories they could tell.
Of ships that foundered in the past
Quite a few, and not the last
Of fishermen who cast their bait
To catch their tea, how long they wait!
The fish swim in on every tide
And use the rocks to feed and hide
For they would be such easy prey
If fishermen and seagulls had their way.
Soon the tide begins to turn
Leaving sand and rock pools in return
Small fish and crabs are left to wait
For children with their nets and bait.
So much fun is had by all
Some play on the sand with bat and ball
Castles are made with buckets and spade
While mum pours out the lemonade.
At Godrevy this can be seen
Lively children all so keen
To explore and learn within their reach
And enjoy their day on this lovely beach.