Poems

Grey Heron

Grey Heron

A poem inspired by an afternoon’s birdwatching and the idea of interconnectedness. I was watching a heron stood stark still at the side of the lake before it launched itself at a passing fish.

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An Teallach

An Teallach

A poem about a wonderful mountain in the NW Highlands, whose name translates as something like 'The Anvil'. It's a narrow ridge with towers of Torridonian sandstone, perfect for winter mountaineering on a calm day.

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