‘Twill all come round, Boy! Never Fear!’ – a poem by Bert Biscoe

Mr Pezzak of Mousehole makes small talk in a chance meeting of Bards up t’Trurra! ‘Ah! ‘Tis a legal crime! Brazen theft!’ Old Pezzak grips my arm. ‘Council houses In a village silenced by profiteers Changing hands for half a million!’ ‘Places built by Granfer & Son To get more kids past the age of…Continue Reading “‘Twill all come round, Boy! Never Fear!’ – a poem by Bert Biscoe”

A passing thought behind Trurra Cathedral – A Poem by Bert Biscoe

 The Cockpit Chapel   Bert Biscoe brings us another of his poems, this time with Truro’s rich religious history in mind.     A passing thought behind Trurra Cathedral       The first signs of pretention came In the eighteenth century When the burghers granted permission For a spire to cap The miserable chapel…Continue Reading “A passing thought behind Trurra Cathedral – A Poem by Bert Biscoe”