Doon Poems - Poems about Doon

...Tak oor grund from beneath oor hurdies Burn oor birches aside the lough, Besmirch hard fecht fur freedom, Dictating oor days tae come, No from the pint o a gun, Fae laws an promis......Read the rest...

...Watching the ripples of the clear water of the Spey Setting sun lighting field and trees of the strath Salmon jumping clear to catch a fly A sob as water runs from my eye. Doon tae the firth o ......Read the rest...

...Sound of a song softly sung rose in the air and through windows Barred to let air and light in and little else. A lament sung in Gaelic tongue foreign to ears used to French, But its meaning under......Read the rest...

...Grouin up in Glesga wis nae mean feat Pleyin in the back courts an dreepin the wass Plouterin in puddles manky water sploshing aboot, Searching in yon mucky middens fur treasure Thrown oot by the......Read the rest...

...All the guys and gals that I had graduated with, from Jimmy Dorsey High School, back in 1935, Half a century later were dispersing all around us, surprising me with whom among my class was still ali......Read the rest...

...The Spirits of Culloden. This is like a pilgrimage, a try tae come every year, Gather at the cairn, meet old friends, wipe away a tear. Standin on that moor, that once with blood was sodden, Pay......Read the rest...

...Ma boatie sailed ower the mist covered sea, I searched an sought for your hidden shore, Shrouded in mist frae ma searching eye. You left in a red mist o yer makin, Stormin aff afore ah could stoa......Read the rest...

...I came back home to see the land, To search for spirit, see the Clan. Some Clan came by, some Clan we searched. Had many a night, some mornings cursed. The land rolls on through glen and Loch,......Read the rest...

...TIGHT WAD Yer cannie, as cannie be. Nae sloutch, or frivolous, spend-thrift, ye. Whose coin, to feered to leave the purse, -in-case it’s ye’sd tae quench the thirst. O, the ither, who just stood......Read the rest...

...Banks o' Doon by Robert Burns modern English translation by Michael R. Burch Oh, banks and hills of lovely Doon, How can you bloom so fresh and fair; How can you chant, diminutive birds, When......Read the rest...

...Oft in My Thought by Charles D'Orleans translation by Michael R. Burch So often in my busy mind I sought, Around the advent of the fledgling year, For something pretty that I really ought To ......Read the rest...

...A Red, Red Rose by Robert Burns modern English translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch Oh, my love is like a red, red rose that's newly sprung in June and my love is like the melody t......Read the rest...

...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 nearl......Read the rest...

... Tae A Mouse (Whit wid Robert Burns say!) Ha’ where ye gon ye cowrin feartie Your impudence protects you sairly I canna say but ye strut yer stuff And quite honestly we’ve had e......Read the rest...

...Growing up in govan as a wain We didny have much in they days But we'd wid never complain . We were happy way wat Yeh geed Nae body gret or yed get a slap on the heid. Aw the games we aw used t......Read the rest...