Hewn in Rock

One from the archives re-posted with audio. A special moment in time from my memory bank. I have written quite a few in rhyme. 

Slain’s Castle, Cruden Bay. Scene of the poem.


      Hewn in Rock - Stormwolf


We climbed the hill
in breathless strides
our hands were clasped together,
we cared not for the slippery paths
nor dark and stormy weather.

I stood outlined
by rough-hewn rock
where once, a window framed
the endless home of watery myths
and rocky bays, untamed.

On turning, smiling,
to your face
at once I was transfixed
by such a look I’d never known…
it seemed we were bewitched.

We kissed among
the grey clad skies
with hearts in tandem, spellbound.
Our love was sealed, in passion loosed
upon the muddy ground.

We’ve left the cliff
and gone our ways
but know, whatever ails you
I shared that love shown on your face

I’m here, if life e’re fails you.


© stormwolf 2023
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I like to read your rhyming poetry, Alison. This one is very good… One small quibble:- ‘at once I was transfixed’ is a little out of kilter for me. I reckon it might be better ‘I was, at once, transfixed.’
Jim xx


I wonder sometimes, can such cliffs ever be left because of what we felt? Or do we carry them throughout our lives? Modern Atlas is a poem I never finished or published, and your poem reminded me I have to one day.




I loved listening to this. The rhythm was perfect.


you are a passionate woman.

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