Celtic Poetry

Seaside Delights

In the fishing village by the sea, Where the boats sway gently in the breeze
Greetings

May your day be bright, Your mood be light,
Mystical Moorland

Heather and moorlands, wild and free, A misty shroud envelops me.
To a Mountain Daisy by Robert Burns (April, 1786)

Wee, modest, crimson-tippèd flow’r, Thou’s met me in an evil hour;
Cornish Squalls

On Cornish cliffs in winter’s gale, The sea below, a fearsome tale
Life On A Scottish Croft

Amidst the rolling hills and heather, Lies a croft where life is tethered
Cornish Allotment in Winter

In Cornish land, where winters bite, And frosty winds do howl and spite