Hebridean Love Rivals

Part of the joy of a holiday is I get the time to write some poetry – I read a lot too but writing poetry is my mindfulness – it takes me to another place, a space between thinking and being, timeless yet full of emotion. This is one piece and its genesis.

If there’s one thing that you notice when you arrive on Lewis and journey south to Harris it is, spectacular landscapes apart, the lack of trees. Apparently it used not to be the case but now, outside of the persistence of local gardeners the countryside rolls away uninterrupted, at times green beyond lush and at others, lunar rocks tumbled hither and yon. The other noticeable feature is that, while Lewis stays gently undulating, with its small crisp peat-darkened pools, Harris looms, glowering from the heights, corralling you into valleys with vertiginous drops and crystal sharp lochs. These contrasts prompted this sonnet.

Hebridean Love Rivals

Lewis and Harris, rivals in love
For the heart of the Hebridean Queen
Declared, in their ways, ‘I’m willing’ ‘I’m keen’
‘To the heights – To the depths – of my love I will prove.’

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For Lewis, he rolled out his land so flat
And ditched and dimpled it, simple and neat

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Purpling heather pushed up through the peat

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And a granite walled castle with its ‘fΓ‘ilte’ mat.
Harris laughed as he rucked up the earth,
Making mountains with faces dauntingly steep

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‘We’ll live here, my love, we two with our sheep

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Warmed by our whiskey and peat-smoking hearth.
But the Queen simply sighed, ‘Gents, if you please.
That’s all very well, but where are my trees?’

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About TanGental

My name is Geoff Le Pard. Once I was a lawyer; now I am a writer. I've published several books: a four book series following Harry Spittle as he grows from hapless student to hapless partner in a London law firm; four others in different genres; a book of poetry; four anthologies of short fiction; and a memoir of my mother. I have several more in the pipeline. I have been blogging regularly since 2014, on topic as diverse as: poetry based on famous poems; memories from my life; my garden; my dog; a whole variety of short fiction; my attempts at baking and food; travel and the consequent disasters; theatre, film and book reviews; and the occasional thought piece. Mostly it is whatever takes my fancy. I avoid politics, mostly, and religion, always. I don't mean to upset anyone but if I do, well, sorry and I suggest you go elsewhere. These are my thoughts and no one else is to blame. If you want to nab anything I post, please acknowledge where it came from.
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10 Responses to Hebridean Love Rivals

  1. That was brilliant! I loved the way each showed off what they had done with the land to the Queen but she was just interested in having some trees! πŸ™‚

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  2. Location bright, vibrant colors before other plants
    where you’ll be able to see them.

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  3. Autism Mom says:

    Loved it! Trying so hard yet missing the point, lol!

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  5. janmalique says:

    I’ve been to the Hebrides and agree it is a spectacular place, well, they are two distinct places rather than one entity. Haunting landscape filled with ancient sites and desolation at times. Lovely poem and photos. Brings to life the love triangle πŸ™‚

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  6. willowdot21 says:

    Great to read again πŸ’™πŸ’Ÿ

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