Mousehole Words…
Mousehole is reliability,
Grey stone solidarity:
Exposed shoreline battered,
Walls gull-shit splattered;
Mist and smoke cloud its clarity,
Uniformity gives way to disparity:
Seaweed hurled, randomly scattered,
Ignored like it barely mattered;
Christmas lights add serenity,
Baulks bar storms’ severity:
Yet to deceive Mousehole has flattered,
For loss at sea has rendered love shattered…
Pete Ray
December 2014
Great place but hides memories…
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