Why do I write?

Madeleine Kane inspired this. It's shamelessly sophomoric and it won't happen again.

Why do I write?

by Rick Lime

You might ask why the morning birds sing

Or why rolling cathedral bells ring

It’s a passion that aches

Like the impulse that makes

A kite dance on the end of a string

For Bobby Burns

I posted this on facebook last week, but forgot to blog it.

For Bobby Burns

by Rick Lime

A man is a man for a’ that

His money’s worth nary a squat

Yet with poor honesty

An’ through brotherhood he’ll

Be a king, for a’ that and a’ that