Our Parkgate Poet on Sandstone on the Slipway
|Author: Barrie Youde||Published: 30th October 2017 09:40|
The Hilbre-class boat on the Middle-Slipway was recently encased in a sandstone rockery, which will soon be planted up with flowers. Parkgate Poet Barrie Youde has penned a suitable tribute to the addition.
Our Village Frontispiece
With summer's end and change of clocks
Our village ship is on the rocks.
Be calm, dear friends. And panic not!
No damage ails our classic yacht,
Nor human injury to boot
Nor prospect of some legal suit
For salvage, faulty navigation
Nor other form of botheration.
The operation is complete,
No case reported of wet feet,
Nor hypothermia nor shock.
It's time, perhaps, for taking stock.
Our ship has stood a twelve-month now,
Encradled at the stern and bow
Upon the slipway, advertising,
The absence of the tides in rising.
Bedecked with flowers. Look, how pretty!
She sails no further. What a pity!
Of sea and land she is betwixt,
Upon the slipway, surely fixed.
And now, like some well-tended grave,
A rockery is built. Enclave;
To hold her safely in her peace.
Here stands our village frontispiece.
The rocks are sandstone, as of yore,
Square-hewn, they have been used before.
As rubble from some older building
They serve today as lily-gilding,
Mourning over temps-perdu,
Or so it seems. What is your view?
Who will maintain this wooden boat?
And how? By referendum vote?