by Steve King
© 2013 All rights reserved
(Note: I was honored recently by being invited
to present “Address to a Haggis” at a
celebration honoring Robert Burns.
In the process of preparing “…Haggis”
I flipped through many pages of his verse. Brother Burns’ poems are among the most musical ever written. His song and tenor are infectious. Here’s something of mine specifically in
honor of him.)
Dreaming
of something, O what could it be…?
Dreaming
of candles and music and thee.
Thinking
of fences I might look beyond,
someone
to favor, so pretty and fond.
Dreaming
of no place that I’ve ever been;
dreaming
of journeys that never will end;
of
visions to grasp all I’ll want to see;
dreaming
of someplace that you’d go with me.
Wondering
how every dream comes to pass;
trapped
in these habits that hold me so fast.
Can
I soon undo all I’ve now become,
and
follow my dreams so we may be one…?
Dreaming
of something, O what could it be…?
What
others call joys are trifles to me.
No
need for fences for I’d never flee,
nor
seek far favors, once you’ve come to me.
no need for fences for i'd never flee...this reminds me of if you love it enough, let it go, and it will stay (OK i'm paraphrasing)
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This is beautiful! Great tribute to Burns!
ReplyDeleteThis is lovely specially the last verse ~ I also the dreaming of journeys that will never end ~ Nice to see you at the pub Steve ~
ReplyDeleteBeen missing your poetry! What a lovely piece! I like how the "dream" circles around and comes back to the subject of the dream. Very nicely penned, Steve!
ReplyDeleteLove the old fashioned romance in this... And the music in it as well....well done!
ReplyDeleteHow romantic and well penned. I also like the fact you do not need a fence for you will not flee. http://gatelesspassage.com/2013/02/02/reflections/
ReplyDeleteSo so pretty. I love Burns. You've captured wonderful musicality (without the accent!) k.
ReplyDeleteWell, first of all...so happy you're back...! This is a great tribute to Burns...and how I love your sweet song...a song it is, Steve!
ReplyDeleteA thoughtful tribute to the humble bard. He wasn't constrained by poor circumstances, took no account of fences. Bravo.
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