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.