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Daymer Dreams

We may be missing so many different things at the moment but in our mind’s eye we can go wherever we please through the portal of imaginings and be at one with those places closest to our hearts ♥️

Daymer Dreams

Haiku from Polzeath

Farewell To Stepper Point

Farewell to Stepper Point
To Pentire Head today
To Lundy’s gaping hole
And Rock and Daymer Bay

Adieu to Polzeath beach
To Wadebridge and Padstow
To Rumps and islands in the sea
Now time to tally ho

To Cornwall fair and mild
With thrift and gorse so bright
Goodbye my lover by the sea
Your memories shine bright

Stepper Point

St Enodoc Church

And now so free to feel the air
Behind the dunes back of the bay
In midst of links and hillocks green
And nestled at the foot of Brea

I sit and from my vantage point
I see and view the Camel’s mouth
With Stepper Point ahead of me
And Rock a little to the south

In stillness do I hear the sounds
Of gulls so high upon the wing
The lapping of the distant waves
And on a Sunday people sing

The rustle of the Cornish air
The drifting of the golden sand
The knocks of golf balls driving past
And silent hub-bub of the land

The memories I cherish dear
The essence of dear souls of old
The squeals of children by my font
And spirits ether to behold

And when the mist encircles me
From sea and land on cooler days
I feel the touch and recollect
Why to Him I will impart praise

St Enodoc Church

To find out more about this little church nestled in the Dunes of Daymer Bay, Trebetherick on the North Cornwall coast click here

Trebetherick

Where thrift and gorse grow ever sure
And slate cliff tumbles to the shore
Where Brea Hill rises from the bay
And Enodoc stays tucked away
Behind the dunes where Links expand
Ahead sea laps on soft pure sand
Whilst Daymer Lane seeks out the beach
And Greenaway’s within stone’s reach
Trebetherick, a hidden gem
Set there in Cornwall’s diadem

The Sea Spirit

 

Seascape

Behold the sea, the ocean blue
Of maritime green and turquoise hue
Marine expanse and mighty waves
Where boats have sailed and sailors graves
Where breakers crash against the cliff
Lest dare those go in fishing skiff
Home of the porpoise and great whale
Of dolphin and white shark’s wet trail
Where seagulls plane and puffin soar
And oyster-catcher goes before
Or near the beach where shallows still
Lap over seaweed beds and squill
Where mussels cling to bare laid rocks
Awaiting ocean’s tidal stocks
Behold the sea, the ocean blue
Aquatic realm; forever new

Seascape

Lunar Tides

The moon shines bright across the bay
Infusing light; enough to spy
The depths of shadows on the waves
Against the blackened azure sky

And dropping on the waves that break
Upon the shoreline constantly
A glistening spark from starlight bright
To twinkle there out on the sea

Amidst the dunes of windswept sand
The rustle of the dried out grass
The lunar creatures come to dance
And wait for night to turn and pass

And still the tides lap silently
Upon the beach in wait for day
As currents wax and wane in time
With moon that shines across the bay

 

Cornish Memories

The sea and the sky and the moors and the sun
The cliffs and the beaches; the walks that are done
The waves and the surf and the oodles of fun

The cream and the scones and the pasties and more
The mead and the cider; the glasses to pour
The fairings and fish and the food to adore

The sights and the sounds and the sail boats go by
The harbours and havens and markets to spy
The blue of the ocean inspired from on high

The love of the land and the land that I love
The County of piskies and seagulls above
Cornish memories of old bringing peace like a dove

This week we’re taking inspiration from the late Poet Laureate, Sir John Betjeman’s beloved Cornwall.

Cornish Memories