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Brisons,
Porth Nanven,
Cornwall,
England


Words by
Mel Jones


Porth Nanven

Boulder on boulder,
Here is my solace.
Round rock,
Smooth pebble.
Running water
Out to sea.
White, mottled,
Old, worn, silver.
Pinky, golden horizon.
Grey green blue
Crashing,
Cascading wave,
Smoulders.
Pewter, ashen,
Moss and lichen.
Rocky outcrop,
Forgiven.
Peace is Nanven