http://slow.writerscafe.org/BrendanRendering The original writings of author Hayden Chambers en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775997119 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I dream of the moors ondays like todayStaring forlorn,through the relentless rainAngry clouds likeancient rock formationsIn colour and shape,lie heavily on the horizonThe valley fades into ahazy distortionUncertain now the linesbetween fieldsVillages in thedistance .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BrendanRendering/2775275/ The effortless beautyThe easy-goingconfidenceThat heart-breakingvoiceThe half smiles anddark eyesIt's not really aboutlooksNot even the sound, thepersonalityIt's the vicariousambitionA worthy role modelI shouldn't love him,but I doI fell like the first.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BrendanRendering/2775274/ He shines like diamondsUnder the lights of thestageCut, clear, crystalsharpReflecting the glowRaw honesty withfeelingA passionate drivingforceThe power of his voiceIt's like a fuel to meThe coal of my homelandThe peat of hisHe's the HebrideanbreezeOn m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BrendanRendering/2775273/ When my time is up,please don't bury meI don't want to behidden undergroundAlthough I am no longerof my bodyI would like to alwayssee the skyI want to be crematedFor my family to standon a hillsideAnd throw what's leftof meBack to the land, tothe breezeR.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BrendanRendering/2775127/ Stepping outside intothe midnight chillStanding still, headtilted upwardsNeck craned back,staring, searchingAllowing starlight tofill my eyesA blanket above my headHeavy with the darknessPenetrated by the glow Of a million shiningorbsImpossible not feelhumbled.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BrendanRendering/2775122/ It was a long time agoStruggling to recall hazy detailsNow faded into the mind's oblivionBut some things I remember With a burning clarityIn that abandoned croft house on HarrisI remember small detailsA snapshot of that timeA smell, a touch, a look, a feelingA memory repeating in my mindA decad.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BrendanRendering/2775045/ I'm from the cityBig buildings, brightlightsHe was from an island Where planes land onthe beachIt was easy to be withhimHe took me for who IwasHe showed me theislandsWe drove, we sharedmoments In the stillness of anabandoned croft houseStanding on .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BrendanRendering/2774687/ Midnight. Staring atOrionThe night sky beyondthe windowElbows resting on thesillBreath caught in thestillnessThinking about recentchangesHow far I've comeA new job and a newhouseBoth within two weeksA new viewA new startStars shine brighterhereShi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BrendanRendering/2774669/ Weaving between Geordieand Scots pronunciationFrom the city of mybirth - NewcastleTo the city of mygrandmother - GlasgowRaised in theBorderlands inbetweenLived on an island inthe far NorthRemembering those daysnowHere on theNorthumberland moorsI see the ancientc.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BrendanRendering/2774663/ The bold blaze ofsunsetShooting across the skyFinal rays of dayfading into the duskAs the night draws inRegrets flooding backMemories of youngerdaysHopes of a thousandyearsNestled within, lyingdormantWaiting for the sparkto reigniteOn the surface.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BrendanRendering/2774660/ Finding a place in the world http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BrendanRendering/2774650/ Gazing idly towards theCheviotsThoughts lingering onthe lands beyondThe distant island liesNorth West of hereUnseen, too great adistanceOh, to be a bird andobserveThe endless fieldspassing underneathFar below as my wingsstretch on the breezeHead held high, eyesf.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BrendanRendering/2774647/ There's freedom on themoorsTruth in the LochsHope lies in the MinchPromise on the CuillinAn honesty in thehistoryNo room for passingfashionsThe empty, vacanttrends of the mainlandFrom strong roots growthe largest treesThe culture here isingrained. It is everything.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BrendanRendering/2774643/ Homesick for a place far away. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BrendanRendering/2774638/ The difference between two lands http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BrendanRendering/2774637/ Remembering the Islands I once called home http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BrendanRendering/2774635/ The closing of the day and disappointment in the city http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BrendanRendering/2774631/ The blaze of a sunsetShooting across the skyFinal rays of dayIlluminating the hillsThe last chanceAs night draws inRegrets flooding backLeading us everhomewardsHopes of a thousandyearsNestled within, lyingdormantHeather on the moorssingWith whispers of t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BrendanRendering/2774570/ The song of my peopleThe struggle, the painThe toil and thebetrayalErased from historyI know this story wellRepeated throughouttimeMy people sufferedWe have all forgottennowBuild your shoppingcentresBlind yourself to thepastWith the glaring neonlightsSurroun.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BrendanRendering/2774568/ Looking back at how the pieces of a life fit together, the catalyst for change. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BrendanRendering/2774566/ My Favourite colour http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BrendanRendering/2774560/ The days spent walkingPointing out birdsWheeling across SummerskiesIn familiar fieldsAnd on far away moorsI learnt the importantlessonsNature, geography,history, kindnessI can name the birdsand the treesI appreciate thoseyearsKnowing now what Ididn't realise thenT.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BrendanRendering/2769209/ Reflecting on Hebridean memories http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BrendanRendering/2769150/