Wild Beauty.
Shot through with wild beauty
this almost-island is so hard to leave.
Three sided by water a walk
round headlands breathing in drama
will not be regretted.
Remote enough to cause
near claustrophobia to those prone,
isolation's allure whispers
not to all when granite tilts finger of
stationery all-sided height
Skywards and changing
her dome's rugged mood greys and
force-torn then clifftop
performance awes even the bravest
when night has no moon.
Who dares test tameless
feels seductive alchemy and ought
partake of ancient psyche
for more mesmeric its mystical call
on moorland and shore.
Tide running low or storm
exploding draws on adventure and
lends awe to mined coast.
Tales coat pit-relics with
visitor invite to define Cornish gold.
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Author:
Fay Slimm. (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Reading again through this little verse I wonder whether it will evoke memories of times spent in any beautiful area of sea and headlands. Do hope it does not sound too like a brochure advert however - and hope you enjoy the place it tries to portray.
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I live in Australia which can be quite fanatical about the quality of its beaches. From London, either as a kid or my stay later, the quality of the beaches there ain’t great. A visit to the West Country (Cornwall, Devon) came therefore as something of a revelation.
Anything you can do Fay (Sorry – you’ve done it) to promote the quality of your beaches has to be a worthwhile project.
Good write Fay. 'O to be in Cornwall, now that April's nearly there?!'
Awe, just mentioning Cornwall reminds me of my dearly departed friend! The picture is lovely, as are your words! Thanks for sharing
While I am sure your beaches are different from ours, your beautiful poem does describe ours as well!
Beautiful depiction of a beautiful part of the UK. We used to get down to St Ives every year - till lockdown etc. I love your opening lines: 'Shot through with wild beauty
this almost-island is so hard to leave.' You echo how a traveller feels after visiting this idyllic spot. Lovely poem, Fay.
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