Philip Carter Poems

For forty years I've been travelling
Always away from home
Many years with my brother
Until we reached the rings
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I have a pair of keys
Hanging from my ears
I hope they will not open
The door to many tears
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There is no green man,
At this crossing I must traverse,
No helpful patrol to make sure,
My path is a safe one,
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Still travelling through space alone
No contact now with home
I do not know where I am
No one cares anymore
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'Halloween' someone called out
'Hello' ween did reply
That was such a pathetic joke
It's enough to make you cry
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It is such a boring life
Standing here on the street
Being here, both day and night
Through sun or rain or sleet
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The snow outside my window
Looks so crisp and clean and bright
It wasn't there yesterday
It fell during the night
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Every day they venture out
Into the stormy sea
Putting their lives in harms way
To rescue you & me
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I'm sitting here, alone again
With my pint to keep me company
The hands on my watch
Slowly tick away the seconds of my life
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If you see me coming along
And I appear to wink
Though you may be attractive
It is not what you may think
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