Harbour Life at Parkgate - a Poem
|Author: Barrie Youde||Published: 3rd October 2016 09:35|
The Parkgate Poet, Barrie Youde, has sent us his latest musings, this time it is to mark the arrival of a small boat, on the middle slip this weekend, courtesy of the Parkgate Society.
The boat will shortly be filled with flowers.
Harbour Life at Parkgate
We come into this world like ships,
Launched from the docks and stocks and slips,
For fortunes fair or fatal.
Parkgate, amongst all coastal towns,
Has had its share of ups and downs:
Today the mood is natal !
With warmest thanks to worthy men
Our village has a ship, again,
A-sitting on the slipway.
No finer vessel went to sea,
Than this, the Hilbre-class "High C",
Most noble to the shipway.
She is no simple fishing-smack.
Those days have gone. They won't come back.
Our commerce now must harden.
Such history is long foretold:
The cargo in the High C's hold
Is from the Market Garden.
With Gladioli at her stern,
Such is the lesson we must learn,
To harvest all we've reaped.
The tourist trade, once started up,
Now sees the High C, tarted-up,
And permanently neaped.
She will not go to sea again.
She is a monument to when
Our village lived by fishing.
Lest we be tempted to forget
The Ropewalk or the Shrimping-net;
Or live by idle wishing.
Photo courtesy of Cllr Martin Barker