Cornwall Poems - Poems about Cornwall

Oh, so average, was this wee lady. Her ordered life had its hum-drum ways. Eighteenth Century! All are ready To hear the voice that's spoken in plays. But Dolly Pentreath had of it none. Shunning the new, she kept her own tongue. When she died, with her life full done, Twas last Cornish speak that Cornwall heard sung....

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Cornwall is almost an island, Thanks to the river Tamar and the sea, Its indigenous inhabitants are us Cornish and We Cornish are a nation - and will always be. Kernow (Cornwall) boasts its own: Parliament and laws home grown, Flag, anthem and crest with fifteen...

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I think of my Cornish identity, As on a cliff-top bench I sit, And realise that Cornwall is a part of me And I am a part of it, I won’t be taken out of Cornwall And you can’t take Cornwall out of me, Though I gaze at far off horizons, I know Cornwall is where I will stay And is where I...

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the room is all aglow feel the warmth from the fireplace sitting upon the mantle a vase, Cornwall blue in color within it, seemingly translucent a bouquet of neon daisies...

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I await with bated breath to stand on the shores The land where my mother's last name bores To watch a blade of grass that he may have sowed Or watch the waves crest on the among the crowd To visit the place that he docked That long voyage to start where he rocked Distant clouds the ones I...

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I think of my Cornish identity, As on a cliff-top bench I sit, And realise that Cornwall is a part of me And I am a part of it, I won’t be taken out of Cornwall And you can’t take Cornwall out of me, And though I gaze at far off horizons, I know Cornwall is where I will stay And is where...

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I watched A Cornish chough, Flying so Cornish high, Over Cornish cliffs, In a Cornish sky, All Cornish observations, Made by my Cornish eye. I watched The Cornish sun, Masked by a Cornish cloud, I thought my Cornish thoughts, My Cornish thoughts were loud, I viewed the Cornish landscape, And I felt so Cornish proud. I watched The Cornish waves, Roll into the Cornish bay, I saw the Cornish sunset, At...

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Cornwall is my homeland And it will always be, A large part of it surrounded, Surrounded by the sea. Cornwall is my homeland, It’s where my roots are deep, And this connection with my forbears, I feel a strong desire to keep. Cornwall is my homeland, Of me it is a part, For it resides within my soul And is branded in my heart. Cornwall is my...

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Coastline, rocky, rugged, proud, Crumbling cliffs in ozone shroud, Sun-kissed drifts of desert sand, Golden frame of a sea cradled land. Fishing village, atmospheric hub, Brass band playing, outside quaint old pub, Boats, all sizes, rest near harbour wall, Wading birds sift through tide-filled pool. Foliage explosion of a Cornish hedge, Country lanes snake, and young birds fledge, Ruminants, punctuating, quilted hill, Buzzards soar and wise...

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do you remember this place by the ocean? these coastal mornings with their Arena air the wind from the crab dock almost strong enough to be swept away, running from growling raccoons randomly reading names on boats- The way I remember The day you said the word traded, how it changed us, to me, you brought me here in your...

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