About the Lizard.

A long thin finger of Cornish pride
jutting from peninsular,
stands apart
and quietly basks in minding
its own serpentine beauty.
Starting with stone, red-stained
and famously
honed into smooth
lizard-look gems,
the place exudes age-old peace.
Plainly welcoming,
each quaint shop knows when
to close, or beckon us in.
Fringed
with the bluest of seas,
Lizard's part
of the coastline gets sun-singed.
Then battered with storm,
and smarting
from unshattered will,
the locals fight back,
until, ship-shape once more,
each ancient cottage repaired,
broken sea walls shored up
good as before,
the Lizard smiles again.
Departing,
I breathe freshest of air,
and then
leave this jewel at Cornwall's heart.

Sandra Dodd
I gotta jum over and see all you entice me with. Love to spend a summer at adventuring it on my bike.

 

poeticpiers
recalled memories of my posting to Newquay in my RAF days I walked the cornish coastline and was tempted by Scrumpy often

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Yep, I'd shed some skin to get back to this place again, Fay... you do me proud of your freshest prints of your beloved .. PS.. aroha... always will be Love.

Susan Jarvis
Fay, this is splendid. Every wonderful line has taken me straight back to the Lizard in all its Cornish glory. Simply beautiful. :)

Ernestine Northover
Wonderful place Cornwall, I loved it when I visited the Camel Estuary- Rock, Polzeath and Padstow. Fantastic places. Lovely write which took me back again to reminisce about those times.

Laurie Hill
You have captured the beauty of the Lizard with your words Fay....very lovely indeed....

carol
i can almost see myself there beautiful fay