John Carter Brown
John Carter Brown Poems
- A Hole In My Sock I've noticed, again, a small hole in my ...
- After The Rain A hush had descended, the air was quite still,...
- A Poem Lost As I lay in my bed, unable to sleep I composed a...
- Is It Me? I look at myself, and who do I see? I see the me ...
- Chippy Night Friday night was Chippy-night For all the ...
- A Sentinel Lay down your head my little one Close up your ...
- Depression My liking for life has been stolen, A thief came...
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.
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A Hole In My Sock
I've noticed, again, a small hole in my sock
And there's something I don't understand:
It puzzles me greatly, I'm baffled, and so
On this subject I now should expand.
I put the sock onto my left foot and see
That peeping out there's my big-toe;
This makes me unhappy, because I am sure
That left there, the small hole it must grow.
To effect a solution is easy enough,
So I swap the sock o'er to my right,
Then the known laws of physics get twisted around,
I begin to lose trust in my sight.
I cannot believe what I see on my foot
It seems that...