A morning of perfect weather
Where puffins swim and dive
And auks swarm like bees by a hive
Without wind enough to move a feather
Calm reigns throughout the morning
There is not a cloud
Where puffins swim and dive
And auks swarm like bees by a hive
With birds standing tall and proud
The warm sun vanquishing memories of rain
Puffins, puffins, left, right, and center
Where puffins swim and dive
And auks swarm like bees by a hive
Is a grumpiness cure
For all those who are down
In the sky over the rookery of Shiant
Where puffins swim and dive
And auks swarm like bees by a hive
To reasonable numbers birds are defiant
Below the flock it seems to rain but not...
And of everything there is two
Where puffins swim and dive
And auks swarm like bees by a hive
Reflected in the ocean blue
Is every tiny detail
Going for a row
Where puffins swim and dive
And auks swarm like bees by a hive
And slowly you meld with the flow
And get close enough to touch the birds
One morning this week, I woke up to a stunning day. It was flat calm and I was intent on going for a row. Uncle Kevin and I went over to the rookery in the dingy. I was inspired to write this poem a few days afterwards. During the row, as well as the day before, we got a few fantastic pictures.
This picture shows Sila in the rookery. Although you cannot see it in this photo, the air above the rocky shoreline is full of birds. Just above Sila, in the picture, is a shoreline. This is where the rookery was. The rocks are home to guillemots, and razorbills, while puffins took the grass nearby.
As we rowed out, I got this picture of the boat and some cliffs behind.
If you'd like to know more about the Shiants then there is a book called Sea Room written by the current owner. Turns out the islands are passed down through the generations as a sort of turning of age present in their family.
ReplyDeletehttp://www.amazon.co.uk/Sea-Room-Adam-Nicolson/dp/0006532012