Crovie

They huddle, gathered in a line,

with hunched hills stooped behind.

What hardy souls to have placed roots here,

almost in the sea itself;

a place so subject to the whim of waves,

unrelenting on the days when whipped into a rage.

Arm in arm this little row of houses

perch on the very edge of land;

with windows that gaze levelly out to sea,

unblinking, unfazed, defiant.

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3 Replies to “Crovie”

  1. Beautiful poem & Photos. I have been enchanted with this wee village since I was a child and you have captured that completely – well done?

  2. Hello,
    Saw your blog from visit Scotland. Lovely photos. The prose in this post rings a bell – who is the author? I can’t place it and an Internet search has drawn a blank!

    1. Hi Moray, thank you for your comment – I wrote it 🙂 It’s an amazing place, have you been?

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