Friday, June 26, 2026

RUST SKY & EMMA LOUISE... (My new poem about a fishing vessel returning to Newlyn...)

 Rust Sky & Emma Louise…

(21.45 hours, 20th June, Mounts Bay…)



The layered evening sky, like pallid coloured sand in a tube, lies dull 

Forming a stark contrast to a grey sea in the foreground, where

Emma Louise returns to Newlyn’s busy quay, her stained white hull  

Reflecting the rust sunset high above Mounts Bay, her catch stowed away with care…


Uncannily lit by the final rays of a Cornish sunset, TO 60 pushes on, its gleam 

Incongruous in the fading dusk, its slim wash a black trail upon grey lead.

Truro registered, the crabber and fisher with chunky appearance and steadying beam,

Seems random, as it drifts on with a valuable cargo to the safe harbour ahead…    


Pete Ray…

26th June 2026…


My evening image of TO 60 heading to Newlyn was one of many shades of colour and light…


I liked it…

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