Monday, October 01, 2007

We crossed to the bay by Bealach na Ba
Came down where the sands meet sapphire blue sea;
Looked out over Raasey, sunlit afar
From the homes by the shore at Camusteel.
Then it’s north up the coast road to Shieldaig,
Along by the Sound to Torridon’s shores;
Past blackhouse and crofthouse, white, brown and grey,
Through sheep-grazed land that is peopled no more.
The greed of the few put sheep here to roam,
Emptied the crofts and drove people away;
Few houses left, just holiday homes,
The old houses in ruins, left to decay.
Yet though this land has been ravaged by men
It’s beauty cuts deep, again and again.
© C P Brooks 01/10/07


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