Rhymes off the cuff
Sullen Mevagissey
Faced with the scene before you
What image does this photo portray
A different view of a favourite spot
Of visitors to Cornwall some say
The Harbour at rest in the eventide
The Sea so gentle and calm
A perfect setting for any Artist
Creating an image of old Cornish charm
But the Sky looking down from above though
Displaying anger with complexity
Of a dark Grey cloud getting lower
And nearly touching the Sea
Unable to cover a beautiful Sunset
Of Light Grey Amber and Gold
Reflecting an image across the water
Showing Mother Nature’s creation to behold
But it won’t be long before darkness falls now
This scene will be devoured by the night
When all that will be seen of Mevagissey
Is it’s very welcoming Harbour Light
Dennis Shrubshall 27th September 2019
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Faced with the scene before you
What image does this photo portray
A different view of a favourite spot
Of visitors to Cornwall some say
The Harbour at rest in the eventide
The Sea so gentle and calm
A perfect setting for any Artist
Creating an image of old Cornish charm
But the Sky looking down from above though
Displaying anger with complexity
Of a dark Grey cloud getting lower
And nearly touching the Sea
Unable to cover a beautiful Sunset
Of Light Grey Amber and Gold
Reflecting an image across the water
Showing Mother Nature’s creation to behold
But it won’t be long before darkness falls now
This scene will be devoured by the night
When all that will be seen of Mevagissey
Is it’s very welcoming Harbour Light
Dennis Shrubshall 27th September 2019
Thank you again Shrubby and for the amazing photo, Kim.
Navy Life .
As a lad I loved to be by the water
And was drawn by the lure of the Sea
Having dreams for the future
As the Sailor I aimed to be
So I joined the Sea Cadets whilst still at school
Then an enrolled Junior Seaman I became
Training for my life in the Navy
A full time-serving Matelot was my aim
The training was hard but I passed with flying colours
And soon an Able Seaman was I
So onwards ever upwards was my ambition
As the days, months and years passed quickly by
I’d worked with Stokers in the bowels of the ship
And did a stint on the Guns and Armour as well
To build on the image of a fully- fledged Sailor
Though at times it seemed like going through hell
I eventually rose to the rank of C P O
But my Service life was coming to an end
And when I walked through the Dockyard Gates, for the last time
Into Civilian Life I did again descend
Where I once again worked until retirement
On Security for the M O D
Keeping my lifetime ambition
Of an affinity with the Sea
But when I once again faced retirement
I’d served the Queen and the Country without shame
And what I received as a timely reminder
Was a beautiful Maritime Zimmer Frame.
Dennis Shrubshall 28th September 2019
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As a lad I loved to be by the water
And was drawn by the lure of the Sea
Having dreams for the future
As the Sailor I aimed to be
So I joined the Sea Cadets whilst still at school
Then an enrolled Junior Seaman I became
Training for my life in the Navy
A full time-serving Matelot was my aim
The training was hard but I passed with flying colours
And soon an Able Seaman was I
So onwards ever upwards was my ambition
As the days, months and years passed quickly by
I’d worked with Stokers in the bowels of the ship
And did a stint on the Guns and Armour as well
To build on the image of a fully- fledged Sailor
Though at times it seemed like going through hell
I eventually rose to the rank of C P O
But my Service life was coming to an end
And when I walked through the Dockyard Gates, for the last time
Into Civilian Life I did again descend
Where I once again worked until retirement
On Security for the M O D
Keeping my lifetime ambition
Of an affinity with the Sea
But when I once again faced retirement
I’d served the Queen and the Country without shame
And what I received as a timely reminder
Was a beautiful Maritime Zimmer Frame.
Dennis Shrubshall 28th September 2019
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Got it at last !! Thanks again Shrubby, great stuff.
Oh! To be in Essex now that Autumn’s here
As one travels the lanes and byways
Of a rural community
The changing signs of the Seasons
Are very plain to see
You’ve seen Spring come and go
With Tulips and Daffodils galore
With Regal Camelias and colourful Magnolias
As Summer comes to the fore
Trees are in blossom and Roses too
Warmth of Sun fills the air
Encouraging plant- life to fruition
Flowers in beauty everywhere
But all too soon the Summer is fading
You’ll notice the morning dew
As you walk through fields and foliage
Showing the spiders webs clearly too
The flowers all now seem to bow theirs heads
As once more their life comes to and end
And in gardens secateurs are now busy “dead heading”
To be used as compost “ The GardenersFriend”
But back to our countryside ramble
Where the trees their leaves have changed
Leaves of Green and Gold and Russett
To form a carpet on the ground neatly arranged
It would appear that Mother Nature works in this way
As her matronly watch on the countryside she’ll keep
Like a blanket to cover the plant life
During their long Winter sleep
So as your countryside ramble is nearing it’s end
At this interesting Season of the year
The words that may be passing through your head
Oh! to be in Essex now that Autumn is here.
Dennis Shrubshall 1st October 2011
As one travels the lanes and byways
Of a rural community
The changing signs of the Seasons
Are very plain to see
You’ve seen Spring come and go
With Tulips and Daffodils galore
With Regal Camelias and colourful Magnolias
As Summer comes to the fore
Trees are in blossom and Roses too
Warmth of Sun fills the air
Encouraging plant- life to fruition
Flowers in beauty everywhere
But all too soon the Summer is fading
You’ll notice the morning dew
As you walk through fields and foliage
Showing the spiders webs clearly too
The flowers all now seem to bow theirs heads
As once more their life comes to and end
And in gardens secateurs are now busy “dead heading”
To be used as compost “ The GardenersFriend”
But back to our countryside ramble
Where the trees their leaves have changed
Leaves of Green and Gold and Russett
To form a carpet on the ground neatly arranged
It would appear that Mother Nature works in this way
As her matronly watch on the countryside she’ll keep
Like a blanket to cover the plant life
During their long Winter sleep
So as your countryside ramble is nearing it’s end
At this interesting Season of the year
The words that may be passing through your head
Oh! to be in Essex now that Autumn is here.
Dennis Shrubshall 1st October 2011
The open road
Out for a ramble on Sunday
As many people tend to do
Having worked all through the week
Now looking for pastures anew
Taking advantage of Mother Nature
As down the gravel road they plod
Following perhaps in the footsteps
Where many before have trod
Looking from beneath the trees around us
Shielding the Sun from the Skies
Waiting for us to enter beyond
Maybe a pleasant surprise
The greenery that stretches before us
And on the horizon yet more trees
Are they hiding some items of interest
Hidden beauty our minds to please
So liken it now to the path of Life
Where the future nobody knows
Sometimes though each step may be slippery
Only you know the route you chose
Onward ever onward your feet with firm tread
Recording each sign along the way
What may lie ahead is always in your thoughts
Not even a fortune teller could rightly say
And always ahead lies the future
Sometimes Sunny and bright
Maybe walking through storm and tempest
Hoping things will turn out right
Walk on Walk on along Life’s busy road
And surely you’ll reach your goal
Even on the darkest days you’ll manage
With faith in your Heart & Soul
Dennis Shrubshall 8th February 2018
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Out for a ramble on Sunday
As many people tend to do
Having worked all through the week
Now looking for pastures anew
Taking advantage of Mother Nature
As down the gravel road they plod
Following perhaps in the footsteps
Where many before have trod
Looking from beneath the trees around us
Shielding the Sun from the Skies
Waiting for us to enter beyond
Maybe a pleasant surprise
The greenery that stretches before us
And on the horizon yet more trees
Are they hiding some items of interest
Hidden beauty our minds to please
So liken it now to the path of Life
Where the future nobody knows
Sometimes though each step may be slippery
Only you know the route you chose
Onward ever onward your feet with firm tread
Recording each sign along the way
What may lie ahead is always in your thoughts
Not even a fortune teller could rightly say
And always ahead lies the future
Sometimes Sunny and bright
Maybe walking through storm and tempest
Hoping things will turn out right
Walk on Walk on along Life’s busy road
And surely you’ll reach your goal
Even on the darkest days you’ll manage
With faith in your Heart & Soul
Dennis Shrubshall 8th February 2018
Thank you so much for these Shrubby, I just love 'em!!
Moonlight Princess.
Standing by the water’s edge
Amid the wonders of night
Illuminated by the fullness of the Moon
Making the Sky seem so bright
Creating a beam across the water
Like a mirror reflecting the light
To where a solitary figure is standing
Like a Spectre and awesome sight
A young damsel in deep thought maybe
Searching a troubled mind
For the answer to life’s problems
Which she’s hoping are now left behind
As she gently steps into the water
Holding ankle high her dress
Creating a formidable image
Of a Moonlight Princess
And who knows where this may lead her
As homeward steps she’ll take
With an everlasting Memory
Of a Moonlight Princess by the lake
Dennis Shrubshall 8th October 2019
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Standing by the water’s edge
Amid the wonders of night
Illuminated by the fullness of the Moon
Making the Sky seem so bright
Creating a beam across the water
Like a mirror reflecting the light
To where a solitary figure is standing
Like a Spectre and awesome sight
A young damsel in deep thought maybe
Searching a troubled mind
For the answer to life’s problems
Which she’s hoping are now left behind
As she gently steps into the water
Holding ankle high her dress
Creating a formidable image
Of a Moonlight Princess
And who knows where this may lead her
As homeward steps she’ll take
With an everlasting Memory
Of a Moonlight Princess by the lake
Dennis Shrubshall 8th October 2019
Just beautiful, Shrubby, thanks again.