Another year passes
The old man is sitting in his armchair,
Looking out of the window,
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O' Death, why have you taken everything I loved,
O' Death, why do you keep taking my friends.
O' Death, why do you always stand at my side,
O' Death, why don't you release me when angels are calling me to heaven,
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Halloween Teatime Treats
Cadaver kebabs with pigs blood sauce,
Cadaverous gelatine with selected eyeballs,
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Egg
Extra tasty treat for breakfast,
Good on top of a nice steak with onion rings,
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Letter
Letters sent home from the front,
Envelopes carrying priceless letters,
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Empires of Sand
As children we built our empires of sand,
Every time we visited the beaches on the east coast,
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Kits
Kits of all sorts of things from planes to trains,
Imagineering the completed model while looking at a pile of sprue's,
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By the babbling brook
By the babbling brook I rest myself,
Watching damsel-flies hovering above the water,
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Wasted Days
There are days when I have no fight left in me,
When I haven't got any energy left,
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Born out of the heat of volcanoes,
Nature's own glass it is so beautiful and rare,
So hard it can take an edge sharper than flint,
Yet so few of us have heard of it,
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Scars from decades of struggles,
Countless old wounds remain,
Atonement perhaps for my sins,
Reminders of old battles won and lost,
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Sorrow
Sadness and sorrow stalking my life,
Oneiric memories afflicting sleep,
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Fires
Fireplaces with roaring log fires,
Inclement days huddled around the fire,
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Ships
Slipping out of harbour at dawn,
Heading out to sea past the headlands,
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Rain
Rain decending from the heavens,
A gift from God and the clouds for all life on earth,
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Born in Lincolnshire, England. I have always lived in Lincolnshire. Music, life & the Lincolnshire countryside are my greastest inspirations. History, the arts, archaeology, architecture, anthropology, aviation, railways, early & classical music are my main intersts. I tend to write poems as I think of them. My poems tend to be with-out much ryhme, reason or sturcture as a result.)
Another Year Passes
Another year passes
The old man is sitting in his armchair,
Looking out of the window,
Watching the birds,
As they are flying from tree to tree,
He remembers all the winters,
He spent in his garden when he was young,
Planting those same trees,
When they were just little saplings,
He remembers all the years that,
Those trees have been growing and slowly maturing,
He knows long after he has celebrated his final birthday,
All the trees in his beloved garden,
Will still be growing,
And still be giving food and shelter to the birds,
He wonders if in sixty years from now,
Will his grandchildren be doing the same.
By Christopher Tye
Chris I work with Support Our Gurkhas and I would like to talk with you if I could re the poem you read out in London
Christopher is a prolific writer..he can write a piece on anything in life...some very humours, other educational, but which ever you want to read.. you will get joy out of anything he writes.....
The small poems by Mr Christopher Tye are like the capsules with right medicinal properties to cure any disease. The poems have a great appeal as a common feature and none can miss to read them. Mr Christopher is a philosopher poet with good insight into life and makes a lot of difference over here. I hope he will at times go for longer writes as well to break the barrier of a long time sticking to the same type of writing. A poet with a mission can be involved in diverse thoughts too. I wish Mr Christopher all the best ahead.
If you stop learning & gaining knowledge you've stoped living.
A honest life is a life worth living.
No man can outrun his destiny.
Start building on the common ground. Then learn about the differences and understand them.
Never ever underestimate my ability to snatch defeat for the jaws of victory.
Grace and humanity will always outshine hate.
Life is transient in comparison to the infinity of time and space.
A life lived without honour is no life at all.
If you consider the end would you live differently?
No man should ever become so powerful that mankind could not bare witness and judge their mistakes.
Quotes are very motivational and gives a lot of energy.