Marc Mordey and a Message of Hope


Marc in pirate mode

In keeping with Pembrokeshire.Online’s theme of looking for uplifting items, we asked local poet, part-time shepherd and pirate Marc Mordey what he felt had been good about 2021, he was quick to answer very positively:

“Spending lots of time with my wife, Helen, and Hera, the dog we rescued from a life at the end of a chain in Greece, has been wonderful, and celebrating my mum’s 91st birthday here at home, with family and friends able to join in. We have been seeing a few friends over the year, albeit always in a very well ventilated setting!

Hera in Christmas mood


My walks on Carningli are wonderful, and I have been making green tomato chutney and drinking our own elderflower cordial.

I have also enjoyed having the time for reading more books, and watching lots of tennis on TV.

Another good thing has been the strengthening of my feeling of association with the landscape and environment of this little slice of paradise and, simply, I have been realising how very privileged and fortunate I am to be able to produce this list and how many more things I could add to it.



What does he hope for 2022?

“Somewhere there’s hope. As per the poem (below), although I find it often all too easy to feel somewhat despairing about the world and the human condition, at heart I am optimistic. There are lots of young (and not so young ) people out there who want to – and will – make effective change.

“Becoming involved with Transition Bro Gwaun is a great way forward  They have grants they plan to hand out, which aim to support sustainability, with a really local focus.

“I also look forward to planting more vegetables and seeing our new roses spring into life – (green) fingers crossed!

“It would be good to see more people, but I have to thank my lucky stars for having a roof over my head, food to eat and the love of family and friends.

“Oh and I can’t forget watching Hera our rescued dog enjoy her (much delayed) puppyhood… even though she is rising 13!”

Marc has generously agreed to share some of his poetry with us again. If you would like to read more please go to his blog:


Somewhere, There’s Hope…


A young writer sits at home

The first novel just a glimpse in the mind’s eye

The pen, flourished.

The paper, anticipating

A Jane Austen for today

Ready and waiting.

Elsewhere, a teenager moodily lifts the guitar,

Strums newly acquired chords,

Maps out phrases, tinkers with words

And a new ‘Blue’ emerges

Blowing the critics away.


As scales are lifted from blinkered eyes

Fresh minted, eager new leaders

(they’ve life experience of climate change)

No longer question

No longer deny

And radical policies

Practical actions



In a home some place

A 100-year-old man

Father, grandfather and much more besides

Breathes out, smiles, gently sighs

Reviewing a long life

Well lived, hard won

And, despite great age,

Not yet done.


In a laboratory far away

A new graduate scientist explores

The microbe kaleidoscoped,

Micro-scoped miracles of life,

Her imagination slides, breaks free

Then, a pause

Before the new formula,

The world-beating solution

Is born.


In one country

A child reels and spins a home-made hoop

Around a sand-dusted yard.

In another

One young man, cocooned

Navigating his kayaked world,

With snow, ice, cold cracking floes

Seal whirled and polar beared

For both

Life is fun

Though life is hard.


In my dreamed of world

Zealots lay down the gun, the sword

Share faith, philosophy, thought

With believer and non-believer alike





Accepting that seeing life differently

Ought not be seen

As something unacceptable



In a year gone by

We all shared

So much sadness

Such awful pain

Collective madness

Greed, disdain.

Who cared?

Who really cared?

How does one cope?


In a room


A sometime poet


Somewhere there’s hope


There’s hope…

Kitty Parsons

Kitty knows that she will always be an incomer, but this is to be her sixth summers. The wet and grey days of winters have not diminished her love of Pembrokeshire, but she is always grateful for the golden light of spring and summer. Her love of the sea sustains her even through the darkest of days and she can often be found at high tide bobbing about in Fishguard harbour at high tide, often with seals in attendance. When not freezing in water she is usually at her computer. She says" has been an opportunity to celebrate this beautiful county and its people. Keep the stories coming. We love to hear from you."

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