Christopher Tye Poems

Ships

Slipping out of harbour at dawn,
Heading out to sea past the headlands,
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All Things Will Die

Rivers flow to the seas like all life flows to heaven,
Nothing can out run nature or time,
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The Storm

Storm clouds massing on the horizon,
Nature on the rampage across the land,
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Late

Last one here,
After everybody else,
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The Throne

Sitting upon the throne,
As there's no paper left to use,
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Shoes

Soles of my feet,
Holes in my soles,
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Hearts of Oak

English men and naval vessels beat with a heart of oak,
Quercus Robur the heart of English broad leaf woodlands,
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Trains

Transport for the masses,
Railways across the nation,
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Simple Gifts

All a man needs is simple gifts,
In life it is the simple gifts that can cheer the soul,
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The Humble Snail

You are always overlooked,
You are disliked by gardeners,
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