Portrait of Skara Brae
by Neile Graham
Eight houses alleyways between Five thousand years and the walls still stand Shelves, fire pits beds demarked by stone The Neolithic motel is spare of luxury, yes But its smoky hold would shut out Rain and salt the onslaught of sand And sea the fierce Orkney weather The battering ingress of curious foreign feet That threaten it now How these now roofless walls Fill the imagination How they make time travellers of us all
October 31st, 2015