The Chesil Cove Hero's

Having recently watched the launching of the first new Lerret at Chesil Cove for 40 years,

 I felt my Poem here sums it all up.... 

Look at the Rooftops! Look at the bend.

Wood salvaged from shipwrecks that met tragic end.
The scattered planks that littered the shore,
were soon cleared away by a dozen or more.

We never lured the ships to their end!

We fired the rockets, breeches buoy we’d send.

Across on a rope, a survivor ashore,
like many a sailor, many times before.

Tis' wrong to suggest we were a scavenging lot.
Leading ships to their peril, leaving dead left to rot.
For those on the mainland, never really knew,
bout' the Portlanders saving the lives of the crew.

The many brave folk of Portland were born,
would row all together, into the mouth of the storm.
All sweating and straining through the sea like a demon,
all, to spare the lives of the seamen.

Still today, the folk of Melcombe and Wyke,
Say, we from the Isle, many lives we did strike.
Little they know of the Portlander brave,
who battled and fought to save lives on the wave.

The spoils of disaster, recycled for need.
Not stolen! Just reward, for their heroic deed.
A pride I feel, for the Islanders brave,
still ready to help…on the next stormy wave.

Thanks for listening! Andy