The Life and Death of Robert Burns

Hommage

Beauty in the breath and beauty is born

Transcending death and transient scorn

On a cold cold street they left him to die

Profaning his name they just passed by

Poetic flesh and bone upon harder stone

His back to earth with eyes upon eternity

Beckoning his soul to that blessed trinity

His sacred words treasured by humanity

All for love sublime of a dead dead poet

Inspiring the worlds true cherished song

With the passionate colour of that flower

The symbol of a precious love for poetry

In streams that flew on wings of liberty

Blessed upon earth and graced elsewhere

Not that he would ever care to remember

Before or after his death and resurrection

So humbly born a poet prince for a’ that.

Author's Note

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Reviews

[alanwgraham]

Excellent. Your words have done our great bard fitting justice.
Alan