Robbie and the Baroque Fiddle

In Tarbolton's hall, steps were taught,  

Burns learned with grace, his heart yearning.  

Gregg's skilled hands urged him to soar,  

The fiddle's song guiding each move.

The Bachelor's Club became a place of cheer,  

Burns and Gregg dedicated their time,  

Refining steps and thoughts together,  

In dance and music, their spirits intertwined.

From Alloway to Glasgow's stage,  

The baroque fiddle carried timeless tales.  

In New York's hall, its notes would soar,  

Bringing an ageless dance to life again.

Burns' love for dance and music blossomed,  

His world expanded with poetic views,  

Each tune and step invigorated his spirit,  

Enriching his soul with every verse he wrote.

Gregg's fiddle, a treasure from the past,  

Held stories of history waiting to be told.  

Played now in grand and bright venues,  

It continues the legacy of those early days.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I do love the fiddle. The fiddle make beautiful music. A wonderful poem my friend. I have many fiddle players I listen to on YouTube. Thank you dear friend for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[redd Brick Keshner]

Thanks Coyote🙏🏻 so glad to have made a connection.

[Coyote Poetry]

Hello dear friend. I loved the poetry. I am working less till next year. I have two books to edit. I will have some free time to read and write.

[redd Brick Keshner]

That’s so nice for you. Thanks for visiting at my blog: Scalding Psyche. Your presence there means a lot. It brings a feel of consistency between our presence here and there as well.

[Coyote Poetry]

I love your work my dear friend and you are welcome.