Farewell to the Teacup

An Ode to Thunder Cove’s Teacup Rock

Farewell to the teacup, we’ve had our last sip

The sea took you down in the gulp of its grip

With the scrape of a white raging ivory tooth 

Farewell to the teacup, the shrine of my youth

You once were an elephant in cool command 

A guard at the meeting of water and sand

Where the young had their fun and old gulls sang their songs

You once were an elephant gentle and strong

You once were a cliff where a field took its breath

While the wind skirted ‘round in your marram grass dress

The daring came close to the edge and looked out

You once were a cliff with no whisper of doubt

You once were the Island, your blood flowing deep

A teapot for all of our to stories to steep

Together we conjured a curious brew

You once were the Island that rose from the blue

Farewell to the teacup, so much has been lost

Since your final frail form to the ocean was tossed

A shapeshifting life and a watery grave 

Farewell to the teacup, the joy that you gave