Silent Langadale

The silence of Langadale
nor the stoney pavements of Tobson
The high cliffs of Robhanais
nor the paths of the Grounds

You're not gone
You're very much here
But where you once walked
Is now beyond you

You were last here in 14
all of us were
all of us that were left
came to this ancient place

In the summer sun
little did we know
that soon the time was to come
that you couldn't tread there again

You may be back once again
and can but look on from afar
Where once you joined me
in silent Langadale

The loneliest water

The loneliest water
where some once lived
a boundary once
where land was shared

Far from others
fringed by frowning hills
ending out to sea
where an island with none left

The stream tumbles down
by derelict homesteads
the water stretches west
just round the corner

Outlines of walls
overgrown paths
the odd ovine
in a land once for bovines

From Luachair to Crola
From Dirisgal to Lamadal
From Ardmhor to Crabhadal
None now live - on Loch Reasort