Orkney

Blide tae hae you here Wur right blide tae hae you here,Islanders fae near an fer,Lukan chist is swack is can be,Aa set tae tak pert in wur Games. Weel you ken that podium place Disna come withoot some risk,O brukeens an misanters,Is you push yoursells tae win. They’ll be some ferly breeksed,Eens wae murders, […]

Belongan Track tae the banks, turns through the kisseen gaetthe rocky shore borders the vast harbour o Scapa Flowa drystone dyke skirts a field o sheep grey lichen clings tae the stones, pure sea air Wild flooers abound, yillo buttercups, blue scabiousa plooed field beyond the waethered gaetturnan fae the sea I gaze up tae

Blide tae hae you here Wur right blide tae hae you here,Islanders fae near an fer,Lukan chist is swack is can be,Aa set tae tak pert in wur Games. Weel you ken that podium place Disna come withoot some risk,O brukeens an misanters,Is you push yoursells tae win. They’ll be some ferly breeksed,Eens wae murders,

Midsummer I sit, wide-awake, at someungodly hour It’s midsummer, the middle of the night, yet it’s asbright as midday on a dull winter’s day I gaze at the Graemsay lighthousein my direct line of vision, counting how many secondseach gleam lastsand wondering if I’m going to get any more sleep tonight.

Orkney Islands Orkney Islands Blue skies, sea air and fertile rolling plainsBlazing sun, storm force winds or soft refreshing rain Long summer light till midnight when golfers play our courseOne of the many sports out there all available to source If you want to study trees maybe Orkney’s not for youJust come and visit anyhow,

Fiddle I stand and stare at the instrument so like my own yet so different. The clock ticks as I stand and gaze at the workmanship. Gifted by a friend. Did you ever play? Did you take it on your travels? 200 years after your birth it is played on your birthday. “Air for Dr

Model of a Man They stare without seeing, the unblinking eyes. Frozen in time. Did this ever happen? Did the waves crash and the sea blow? We will never know.

Black Rat Tiny hands, tiny ears, tiny feet, tiny tail. Your name is deceiving for your fur is not black. From Westray to mainland on a wrecked cargo boat. A pest? No.

The Great Auk Papay-1813 The last in Britain was born here. The last in Britain lived here. The last in Britain slept here. The last in Britain Died here, shot for a collector in London. 31 years later Great auks are extinct.