John Carter Brown


John Carter Brown
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Lancashire lad, born and bred. Twice married, and with 5 children. Educated at Secondary Modern, but left in 1965 with no academic qualifications-(they were not mandatory back then) Moved to Somerset in 1990, then took a GCSE in English in 1994 (out of curiosity) and passed with a Grade B. This then spurred me on to have a go at writing poetry, which I have been doing, sporadically ever since. I moved back to Wigan in 2000.

My main hobbies are: Listening to music (I also play guitar, and have written a few songs): Gardening; Reading; Walking, and Photography.

Uncomplicated poetry from an uncomplicated man. I hope you enjoy my work. more »

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  • Richard Beevor Richard Beevor (5/8/2014 11:16:00 AM)

    a hole in my sock, yes i know that problem well, thanks for a very entertaining poem

  • Susan Slocumb (4/15/2014 10:50:00 AM)

    I like how this almost follows the rhythm of not a creature was stirring.. nice one.

  • Smoky Hoss (10/31/2012 2:22:00 PM)

    If you want to read some genuinely good poems, that will make you glad you did, read John's! Very enjoyable, a pleasure to read, always. So many of them have made my dad brighter and better.

  • Ellias Anderson Jr. Ellias Anderson Jr. (9/2/2012 1:39:00 AM)

    well dear John the poems those you write are the funniest and the cutesiest works when ever i have read. your arts contain fragrant nice stories that just make smile on our lips. thank you because of your brilliant works.
    My best regrades Sir John Carter Brown.

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Poem For V.E. Day

Victory in Europe
Fifty years ago;
To some it doesn't mean a thing,
It happened long ago.

It's just a thing they talk about,
Those old men down the street;
Todays kids cannot understand,
They never felt the heat.

They never knew the torment,
The heartache, pain and death;
They've never seen a soldier
That's fighting for his breath.

The victory in Europe
Was certainly hard won
For who lost a brother,
A father or a son;

For men who gave the ultimate
Upon some foreign land;
A poppy for a head-stone
Now growing in ...

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