An Orcadian Scene

Read through for an inspiration from my June 2025 trip to Scotland:


Brough of Birsay

We splash through tide pools, salt-stung and hopeful Chasing the causeway before it sinks below the turquoise depths The Brough reveals itself as we climb from the shoals Guided by a labyrinth Of Pictish stones and Vikings' shadows But we seek illumination When we reach the cliff beyond the lighthouse I turn to grasp your hand Sunlight peals across the distant hills Filtered by the singing wind To echo your glorious laughter




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