Arlene Phillips Poet Prose Poetry

The Night Rabbie Visited Me

THE NIGHT THAT RABBIE VISITED ME
One night in spring  I couldn't sleep      I heard knocking on  the door
I got out of bed, walked to the window to have  a peep ..what I saw made me gasp, and nearly fell to the floor. 
A gentleman stood there    dressed in  old  fashioned wear  and I felt the blood rush tae my cheeks.
my hands were shakin       and my knees were quakin as I stared at him quite hard  I couldna believe what I was seein, cos - I was looking,- at Rabbie  -   the Bard

He looked up at me and mouthed silently      come down as i'd like to talk,  I bottled  my fear and walked down the stair, and he took my arm for a walk.

[He took me on journeys my mind only knew,       to groves and burns and braes,           and  told me of  tales of mice and men,   and schemes,   that gang aft  agley
. of the     poor wee mouse turfed out of his house , and daisies being tramped in the stoor        when the cruel coulter passed, wi such a blast 
they were   alas    no more.


My heart was singing with the tales he was spinning and I asked no,  I begged,  for more.

We walked along the Banks o'  Doon where the rose and the woodbine twine., he told me of his sad lost love an I told him of mine.
 He  pulled a rose from it's thorny  tree, and placed it on my brow, the dew ,  like a tear run down my cheek  that rose is with me now
        
We  wandered on the banks of the Nith,        where the linties sang sae sweet   and  knelt and pu'd the gowans fine     that were bloomin at our feet. . 

The sun was rising in the sky, I knew it was time to part
it will be so  hard to say goodbye,  for he had stolen my heart

Then Rabbie   took me by the  hand and said  so seriously     what poem          can I leave with you, one that you'll treasure  or gives you pleasure, that you will remember   ME   by 

I looked at him and  paused , A'e fond kiss please, Rabbie
 He obliged    
  and that kiss was like honey on my lips.

Ae fond kiss and then we sever
Ae fareweel,  Alas forever
Deep in heart-wrung tears I'll pledge thee
Warring sighs and groans I'll wage thee.
Had we never loved sae kindly
Had we never loved sae blindly
Never met ....or never parted
We had ne'er been.... so broken hearted.
, his voice   melted faintly  into the morning mist .

though years may come and years may go, these memories are mine
They'll stay with me till  eternity, to the days of Auld Lang Syne.
The night that Rabbie visited me
Was it all a dream ????????      
©  Arlene Phillips 2017

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