Friday, April 10, 2026

MOUSEHOLE, CORNWALL... ('BAULKING, BUNCHING...' My poem about Mousehole's harbour, Cornwall, inspired by an old photograph...)

 Baulking, Bunching…

(Inspired by an old image of Mousehole, Cornwall…)



Beached vessels’ gunwales carelessly loll

Like bathers but not quite beauties;

Hulls bunched, hardly in line

As they await high-tide and a resumption of duties…


Lurched vessels creak, masts drum

Like protectors of the harsh shore, baulking;

Hulls hunched, comically in line

As if awaiting the dreaded resumption of caulking…


Pete Ray…


The vessels look almost like rather plump Victorian ‘bathing beauties’… 

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