Brahan Seer " Coinneach Odhar "

Coinneach Odhar The future in his sight In the eye of his rounded stone His visions became right Predictions he made On Seaforth lands At Brahan Castle In this shire of grand One day ships will sail round the back of Tomnahurich Hill On the river Ness Ships did sail On it's natural channel Its ancient trail At the back of the hill Runs the Caledonian Canal Thomas Telford built Through Inverness local Fairburn Tower Mackenzie's of Fairburn will loose their riches A cow will calf, in their castle of slum His four prophecies, three came true Which brought down the mighty ones In 1851, with the tower in ruin In it's garret, hay was strewn A cow gave birth, it's calf was born Many years before, this clan in warn The Deaf Caberfeidh Lands to be lost Family extinct When one of the four go deaf No more family link Three ailments and the deafened one Lord Seaforth's last surviving son In 1814 he died Casting their gifted lands aside The bridges over the River Ness When five bridges cross the Ness There would be worldwide chaos In 1939 the fifth was built Germany invaded Poland, powers would tilt When nine bridges cross the Ness Fire, blood and calamity he stressed In 1987 the ninth bridge was built Piper Alpha blew, many lives did wilt Ninian Central Platform A one legged giant, breathing fire so high Linked with Nigg, as it burned the sky The Ninian Central platform, mono-pod for oil Another prediction, for his prophecy toil Built in Kishorn, which is on the West It sits of Nigg In the North Sea's oil fest Bonar Bridge swept away Over the Kyle of Sutherland A bridge will swept by a flood As a flock of sheep cross Drowned in their mud and blood On January the 9th 1892 Swept away by the flood Another prediction so true They likened the foam To a densely packed flock of sheep As the bridge collapsed into the deep The demise of this Seer Which led to his death He predicted Lord Seaforth With his Paris wench Her husband cast In a scandalous light Which heaped embarrassment on her And their reputation in slight Lady Seaforth On the command of her To Chanonry Point In a spiked barrel with tar In barbaric fashion He was set alight The death of this Seer No more predictions in sight The Seer remains a part of Scottish History, although no written documents exist of his prophecies. www.thehighlanderspoems.com