Poetic Writing of ROBBIE KENNEDY BENNETT © www.rkbpoetry.co.uk Born in Wolverhampton of English and Scottish parentage. He grew up on the Rough Hills Estate area of the town and his Scottish ancestral roots are in the Kingdom of Fife and Dundee. The author is now residing in Codsall, Staffordshire. Drawings, pictures and writing are copyright of the author Robbie Kennedy Bennett.


When Aaron Came © Robbie Kennedy Bennett
Sunrise at Fife

© Robbie Kennedy Bennett

One Day Liam © Robbie Kennedy Bennett

She Has Astounded Me Kiera-Marie © Robbie Kennedy Bennett

Dawn at East Sands, St Andrews © Robbie Kennedy Bennett

Caitlyn’s Prize © Robbie Kennedy Bennett

© Robbie Kennedy Bennett









SHE HAS ASTOUNDED ME KIERA-MARIE © Robbie Kennedy Bennett

Snow showers o’er the hills in Scotland
A ray of sunshine here in middle England

She’s lovely dad she’s asleep
Spell her name Kiera-Marie
I think she’s just like me
Dark with eyes of grey
Kiera-Marie

Is it good she asked are you upset?
A day of birth she shares with her great grandfather
Fifty nine times, I’m astonished now another number will climb
Sharing with his great granddaughter
A new beginning, no I’m not upset
I’m not upset my daughter

Kiera-Marie o’ lassie dear
He would have laughed if he were here
You’ve caught me by surprise
Hello can soften sad goodbyes

She’s lovely dad she’s asleep
Spell her name Kiera-Marie
I think she’s just like me
Dark with eyes of grey
Kiera-Marie

O’er the hills in Scotland snow showers fall
Early morn in England we receive a call
One more grandchild on the family tree
Our first lassie to love
She has astounded me Kiera-Marie


She Has Astounded Me Kiera-Marie © Robbie Kennedy Bennett









CAITLYN'S PRIZE © Robbie Kennedy Bennett

Far away on the sand of St Andrews
There, out of my reach
Last day of April late at night
A gathering there on the beach
Waiting up there for the sun to rise
Run when it does into the North Sea
O’er Britain there’s Celt, Anglo Saxon tradition
Religious festivity

First day of May in the morning
My years at All Saints were revived
One more bonnie granddaughter
The Princess of May arrived

Ribbons in hands around the Maypole
Children in best shirts of white
May, when a Queen of school was crowned
Shone, she did in the light

One thing I’ve learned in my time
The importance of guidance and trust
Nothing can better the birth of a child
And love for their life is a must

Far away on the sand of St Andrews
There, out of my reach
Caitlyn, our bonnie granddaughter
Rejoicing they are on the beach

Caitlyn, you’ve won a prize
There in the east as the sun does rise
Celebrate this day a celestial way
Your gift is the first of May

Caitlyn’s Prize © Robbie Kennedy Bennett



During the Day
That the Family Welcomed Jacob ©
2015

Snow flurries were prominent
and a day in March was dominant,
aye the second beckoned
the arrival of the new bairn

'jist a wee bairn'
a bonnie wee bairn

snow flurries were prominent
during the day that
the family welcomed Jacob

Jacob, your day in history
in the 14th century,
King Robert II, his date you share
north in your ancestral country there

'jist a wee bairn'
a bonnie wee bairn

where the Highlands and the Lochs
are proudly sung,
here in Staffordshire with your kin
you shall live and be among

soon to be Spring in Shareshill
then many a long Summer day,
there you shall see and listen to
your brother and sisters play

British Summertime we yearn for
and the end of March does begin,
next year oh bonnie Jacob
then you shall be joining in

snow flurries will soon decline
the season's next shall be divine,
during the year that
the family welcomed Jacob

bold you may be Jacob
romantic and a kind heart,
Jacob at your start of life I write
love will fill your home with great delight

bairn and boy, boy and man,
be the man that best you can,
be pure as snow that I did tell that come
on a day in March blessed with a son

'jist a wee bairn'
a bonnie wee bairn

snow flurries were prominent
during the day that
the family welcomed Jacob








MY CHRISTMAS PAPER CHAIN © Robbie Kennedy Bennett

A child to guard and shield, in our house at Beaconsfield
we had our work cut out did we,
let's be living in the living room by Christmas
seemed the slightest possibility.

Workin' every day for pay
toilin' on the house at night,
because the living room was not a living room
downright more like beyond a building site.

'decorating Christmas, with a paper chain to last,
my Yuletide paper chain of people and past'.

Walls patched up and plastered
we mastered many a chore,
counting the days of December
it was nearing twenty four.

Soon the paper had paste upon
that patched up plastered wall,
and carpet was laid down on
boards on the living room floor.

'decorating Christmas, with a paper chain to last,
my Yuletide paper chain of people and past'.

Breaking up at dinnertime
I cycled home on Christmas Eve,
no time yet for festivity
I came in and rolled up my sleeve.

A child to guard and shield, in our house at Beaconsfield
we had our work cut out did we,
the living room was now a living room that Christmas
there ends that part of my Christmas tale to thee.

'decorating Christmas, with a paper chain to last,
my Yuletide paper chain of people and past'.

Another child to guard and shield, in our house at Beaconsfield,
then we moved on homes did we,
still living in our living room at Christmas
and time moves rapidly.

Come on grandchildren come on,
you're on my paper chain,
get your crayons, pens and pencils,
scribble faces and write your name,
link again on my Christmas paper chain.

'decorating Christmas, with a paper chain to last,
an 'auld strang' paper chain,
my Yuletide paper chain of people and past',
Grandad Robbie's Christmas paper chain!

© Robbie Kennedy Bennett





Story behind the poem;

A house over the road from where we live has been sold and for a few weeks now there has been plenty of activity work wise.

This reminded me of when we were young parents at our old house, working towards being in the living room at Christmas. The house really was like a building site and our first child grew to accepting it as normal.

My Christmas Paper Chain © Robbie Kennedy Bennett






POETIC WRITING OF ROBBIE KENNEDY BENNETT © 
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In My Blood, by Robbie Kennedy Bennett on Scotland's Enchanted Kingdom. This and a short detailed account plus other odes about Fife. Featured since 2008;
www.scotlands-enchanting-kingdom.com/in-my-blood.html 

Featured poet on Poetry of Scotland since 2006;
www.poetryofscotland.co.uk/bennett.php 

Football Poets / Robbie Kennedy Bennett;
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Wolverhampton wanderer muses on coastal path
www.fifetoday.co.uk/east-fife-mail-news/Wolverhampton-wanderer-muses-on-coastal.3926209.jp

An Ode To Hugh, Devotion In Rhyme;
www.wolvesheroes.com/2009/01/13/an-ode-to-hugh/#more-2360

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