Images Evoked
My mind is full of images
My eyes have yet to see
Evoked as I wander happily on a crisp spring day
Through Blackness by the Sea
Antiquated fishing towns
And buzzing little ports
All these visions brought to life
As I enter through the doors
My thoughts sail down the entire west coast
Anchoring in a picturesque Cornish neuk
Imagining drinking scrumpy from a jar
A setting from a book
Cast back to a time in history
With visions of smuggler's coves
Sailors, fishermen and traders
Mixing with Pirates and other sea faring rogues
All of the above imagined
As I step into the thriving hub
Going back in time a century or two
And take a seat in the Lobster Pot pub