There's an abandoned croft house on HarrisA Poem by Hayden ChambersReflecting on Hebridean memoriesEvery now and then I'm reminded of a memory Taken back to a place Far away, long ago
There's an abandoned croft house on Harris
The stale smell of the old thatch The quiet in this forgotten place Devoid of people now, only us I remember the tension, The anticipation, expectation Everything leading up to this
There's an abandoned croft house on Harris
Vaguely wondering who lived here The lives they led, through the generations No clues left to who they were Or why they left this sanctuary Lost to time now, ghosts of the past, Memories hang suspended in time
There's an abandoned croft house on Harris
A place of contradiction, juxtapositions Ancient culture meets modern ideas Fighting for their place here There was love in this emptiness This house - a symbol of the past but currently my present
Right here and now, we're caught in this instant
There's an abandoned croft house on Harris
A moment, lost to time, Verdant even now, despite the years Recalled in another time, another world Drawing a smile in the small hours, in the quiet dark A life now changed drastically from those days Some things are unimaginable on the mainland
There's an abandoned croft house on Harris
In this town there are sprawling housing estates Creeping steadily across the landscape Towering buildings blocking out the sun Endlessly rolling by the bus window As I make my way to an office job No quiet corners here in which to steal a moment
But my heart's still in the Hebrides
In an abandoned croft house on Harris
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