There’s a Church in northern Cornwall Where an eccentric used to roam He was the vicar and a poet Morwenstow Church became his home Reverend Hawker was this cleric He wrote poetic sermons in his hut Made out of driftwood from the seashore From shipwrecked vessels out of luck With a service of thanksgiving And…Continue Reading “Morwenstow Church – a poem by Ruth Tremayne Harry”
Golitha Falls An autumn walk to cherish The colours inspire awe The River Fowey is flowing Like you’ve never seen before Draynes Wood is the beginning As the paths wind through the trees Where roots form stepping stones And moss and lichen frame the leaves You hear the rapids singing As you skirt the…Continue Reading “Golitha Falls by Ruth Tremayne Harry”
A Village Childhood by Ruth Tremayne An aerial view in the 1960s Surfboards and sunsets And pasties for lunch With mackerel and ice cream And flowers by the bunch The hedges were high And morals to match Roosters and chickens With eggs that would hatch There were horses and rabbits And sermons galore…Continue Reading “A Village Childhood by Ruth Tremayne Harry”
Ann Glanville (Photo: Terry Harry) Ruth brings us her poem about Ann Glanville (1796–1880), a Cornishwoman who achieved national celebrity for rowing a four-oared watermen’s boat. A Cornish Rower by Ruth Tremayne Harry There’s a statue by the river A woman sitting on a bench She is gazing at the water With a rower’s…Continue Reading “A Cornish Rower by Ruth Tremayne Harry”