Lucy Burrow

Rookie - 40 Points (1961 / Nigeria, West Africa)

Port Quinn - Poem by Lucy Burrow

Reaching downward to the sea
Enclosed in leafy hide
Stand cottages of fishermen
Lost upon the tide.
Their empty rooms
Now filled with leaf
And crumbling walls
Decay beneath
Fallen rooves of slate and stone
Lying empty - Owners gone!
Untouched since then 'cept by the few
Who go seeking adventures new
And, mystified by tales of yore
Imagine them to life once more......
Further down on narrow beach
Lies a refuge, dark within
Safe above the tidal reach
Where smugglers hid their Rum & Gin.
Now, steal across the sands of time!
The only treasures - shells and sand
Or driftwood, telling tales of wrecks
- And casks - empty of contriband.
Then now, today, the few who come
To holiday away from home
Will view this whisper of our past
May weary souls find rest at last.

Topic(s) of this poem: seaside


Poet's Notes about The Poem

Port Quin was abandoned on two occasions, once when the pilchards failed and once when all the men were drowned at sea, and is still sometimes referred to has the 'Village that died', because late one stormy night, sometime in the19th century, the entire male population were drowned at sea whilst out fishing. The women of the village were unable to continue without their men folk, their hardship became intolerable and Port Quin was left deserted, with the fishermen's cottages falling into disrepair, ruin and the sea. You can still see the fish cellars there today. But the Port is now mainly a tourist spot with a scattering of National Trust properties and a couple of private dwellings. It is also rumoured that Viking longboats came ashore here and apparently, the remains of one that was buried, are here about.

Comments about Port Quinn by Lucy Burrow

  • Rajaram Ramachandran (11/30/2005 9:33:00 PM)


    Once fishermen's cottages now smugglers' dens-See how things change with the passing of time. A good true story everyone should read. (Report) Reply

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  • Ernestine Northover (10/26/2005 10:25:00 AM)


    Another one for me to enjoy, this is smashing! Great write. Sincerely Ernestine Northover (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, October 24, 2005

Poem Edited: Tuesday, January 12, 2016


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