Froshie Evans recently performed Godrevy at the Writers’ Block Speakeasy during the 2019 Great Estate Festival. Cornish Story are pleased to be able to publish it online for the first time. Part One. We take off our shoes. Rocks, Rough against rough skin, Clock dandelions drift along the breeze. Make a wish. The sun aggressively kisses…Continue Reading “Godrevy”

Night’s gloved hand roused me, touching my feverish brow And filled me with a thousand waking longings – And as if led by the great hand of sleep, I wandered with my broken thoughts As if barefoot, pulled by the tide – To stand at the water’s edge Like some painted, strange figurehead, Pale in…Continue Reading “Fantasy on a Theme of the Sea”

Elizabeth Jane Timms returns with the latest poem in her Cornish themed series. On Cornish Cliffs is motivated by the stunning natural landscapes that can be found in the vicinity of Fowey. As if it had been found in a hedgerow, There was a wildness in this heart – Like a purse full of purple heather That…Continue Reading “On Cornish Cliffs”

Elizabeth Jane Timms is back with another poem in her Cornish themed mini-series. Her third offering, Cornish Song was influenced by the devastating beauty of Polridmouth Cove Beach. The other poems in Elizabeth’s series can be found here here. I threw my love for you into the sea and you looked back, In its eternal blue green gaze,…Continue Reading “Cornish Song”

Rob Bristol returns with another wonderful poem from his Cornish collection. You can find Rob’s earlier contributions here. Strolling on a Cornish beach, Keeping dreams within my reach, Overhead the sky is blue, From which I see a morning hue. …… As the tide draws ever near, Waves cascade, then disappear, Accompanied by a mighty roar, As…Continue Reading “Strolling”

This month, Elizabeth Jane Timms returns with the next offering in her small series of Cornish themed poems. You can find her other poems here. Like an apparition, appeared a frame, with a man’s face. The Georgian town house seemed to ask who I was, Its mirrors did not know my reflection. The man –…Continue Reading “Sleeping in a Stranger’s House in Falmouth”