Machair Poems - Poems about Machair

...Bedazzled am I, dancing to ancient rhythms on western windblown shores where drifts of machair colours this wearied soul restores.......Read the rest...

...No bougainvillea here, Wind and wave-tossed shores Know no such blossom. What blooms next stormy seas In western outposts far removed, Unknown to sun-soft living ? When silken purple drapes Th......Read the rest...

...From deep within encroaching night, there sounds a solitary corncrake in the gloom. His rasping never ending call surrounds and echoes far beneath a cloudy moon. A very private bird, he still mu......Read the rest...

...Again the machair blooms. Again these wild Atlantic shorelines, battered but unbowed as the marram grass, survive the wayward blasts of winter, the silver sands endowed with dancing colour, greet......Read the rest...

...margins stimulate and juxtapose edges greet with troubled, disturbing friction faraway forces exert influence and combine relentlessly how the Sun and Moon dance together about the planet Ea......Read the rest...

...O sing to me of Luskentyre's white sands, sing of the distant Hebrides, and in each note I'll hear the whispering wind searching the machair in a soft lament. On memory's wings to carry me away ......Read the rest...

...Where salt air, sand and soil meet; A breeze of seasons sung a day. Life grows to pass beneath your feet; Still under grass we sleep to stay.......Read the rest...