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The Isles of Orkney

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Corinne
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0 posted 11-27-1999 01:13 PM       View Profile for Corinne   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to Submit your Poem to Passions  View IP for Corinne

Past the Isles of Orkney he sails
Eschewing bitter November rain
Fog obscures his solitary passage
No landmarks to guide him home

Nearing John O’Gloats after three months at sea
Sent of the moors filling his heart with joy
Hoping for a glimpse of the high rugged cliffs
A sentinel called the “Old Man of Hoy”

His face reddened by cold and Scottish whiskey
To take the edge off lonely nights
His thoughts run to the sunken ships below
Buried treasures and hidden tales of woe

Listens closely to the crashing waves
Rocky reefs surrounding him now
A treacherous channel he is aware
But caution he has now forgotten
In his efforts to hurry back home

He thinks of her, cooking up a stew
Or stoking the old rock fireplace
Recalls the gurgling sound of the burn
Behind the house where he was born

He desires to see the haunting monoliths
Thousands of years old, keepers of secrets
Until the storm of 1850 blew away sands
Revealing sunken rooms aligned with the sun

And winter solstice was not far away
He longed for their songs of mystery
The ancient souls of the Isles of Orkney

She knew he was near, could feel it
But her heart was ice-cold, an unnamed fear
She checked the stew, the stock of ale
Clean cotton sheets on the marriage bed
Then stood on the porch, hands on hips
Willing him to come safely home

He navigated as best he could
Using sound to guide his way
It wasn’t enough this stormy day
Crashing into the craggy reef
So close to shore, he knew
He could swim it, he was sure
So he dove off into the rough sea

She called his name out loud just once
And knew that he was gone
Ran to get the neighbor for help
The move of a desperate one

And winter solstice was not far away
He longed for their songs of mystery
The ancient souls of the Isles of Orkney

(c) 1999 Corinne Bailey
© Copyright 1999 Corinne - All Rights Reserved
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Sad, beautiful tale, Corinne. A captivating piece! Very well done!

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thank you, Denise!

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This slipped down far too quickly! UP YOU GO!

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Very sad tale, Very well done
 
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