World Burns Club member - Kenny Adamson , sent us this little contribution.

" I send my poem in the hope that it might be of interest to other members, and that it is acceptable as a contribution! I have written other poems about or including Burns and would be proud to contribute any or all, for example "For A' That" in which I say " Burns and Scott's words are my daily bread.." One point though, I have allowed some of my poems to be displayed elsewhere and later this year will be publishing a book of my own poems!

I was born and bred in Glasgow and have been an avid reader of Burns since my
memory began, alas, I now live in enemy territory (England) :-) "

Cheerio for now,

Kenny Adamson

Thanks Kenny and please feel free to send more. We will put them in the archive section for others to read. Good luck with the book !
Mac

The Day Burns Died

A lone hill fox howled when an eagle cried loudly
in mourning the sky darkened and grew cloudy!
Silent grieving grouse in fields of heather beds
kept hidden under weeping bonny purple heads!
The tinkling droplets of the river's soft texture
stilled, taciturn, pausing nature's manufacture!
When the angels whispered that day's lament
slowly came the end of a Scotsman's torment!
A timorous wee creature shrieked and cried
announcing to the world a great man had died!
sad mountains peaked mornings misty breath
and stags ears drooped on hearing of the death!
God in his wisdom made a heavenly declaration
then steadied himself, for his best presentation!
All the animals in wonder saw a beam in the sky
blinking at each other as his soul journeyed high!
When God greeted Burns and held out his hand
he smiled, and spread sunshine all over the land!
So, the glories of this country will not sit in shade
and the words of our chief bard will never fade!