Saturday, 31 July 2010

Stony Sentients



Blue sky, blue sea,
jagged peaks loom grey in the distance.

Old Man of Hoy
stands proud
against the horizon
where sky, sea, and mountain meet.

Life teems with a history
of strife and illusion;
Monsters lurk and giants stride...
Strange lands beckon
with curious names and strange mutterings:
Grampions.
Cairn Gorms.
Warriors, hags, and trolls, oh my....

1 comment:

Lea said...

your beautiful words paint a picture that transports me to distant shores where magic rolls and rumbles...