poet Colin Johnston

Colin Johnston

005: To The Memory Of Tam The Gun

Aberdour is heaven
Of that there is no doubt
But Tam the Gun was a chum
of Edinburgh
and thereabouts.

Everyday at one o’clock
All below would turn
“Dear me, I say, what was that? ”
then, recognition comes
“Oh, it’s just Tam, the locals say
Firing that big bloody gun”

Who’ll replace him by Mons Meg
The light, the charge,
The powder keg
Who will mark that lonely hour
Now Tam has gone To Aberdour.

Poem Submitted: Thursday, November 16, 2006
Poem Edited: Saturday, November 20, 2010

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  • Alf Hutchison (10/19/2009 10:56:00 AM)

    Hello Colin a fitting tribute, very well penned Regards Alf

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  • Ivor Hogg (7/11/2008 12:37:00 PM)

    Brought back many memories Colin I spent my childhood holidays in Auld Reekie My uncle was station master at the Waverley Station

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  • Ben Gieske (6/24/2008 6:59:00 PM)

    I like the rhymes in the first stanza and the humurous flavor. I am lacking on the history for this one.

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  • Not a member No 4 (1/3/2007 7:27:00 AM)

    Went to see this as a kid in the mid 1960s, just when the Bridge was finished. Was it Tam that kindled her up then? A very fine reminder of one of Auld Reekie's fixtures Colin. By the way, you made Aberdour sound like heaven! ! This is history as poetry. Ta jim

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