Dundee’s Bard

For  Jim 

Where the Tay flows wide
To meet the tide
Of the ocean’s spray
That churned the way
For many ships to wander free
With Dundee’s yarns across the sea
You returned
To weave your yarns
To spin  swift tales
In colourful bales
That held the magic of your charm
That kept your listeners from all harm
Your rhythms soft stepped round
Our lives, in mellifluous folds that wound
Our days with your deep humanity
That speaks from the depths of eternity.

© Bashabi Fraser