Charlie F. Kane

Rookie (14/1/1989 / Solihull, Birmingham)

Charlie F. Kane Poems

161. Viva La Revolution! 3/29/2006
162. Fade To Black 3/30/2006
163. The Odyssey 3/24/2006
164. Ode To A Muse 3/21/2006
165. What It Is To Be Lonely 6/7/2007
166. Myspace Blues 6/7/2007
167. Running Up A Hill (A Metaphor For Life) 4/17/2006
168. This Is My Life 8/13/2006
169. Vincerò (I Shall Win) 3/9/2008
170. The Mole People Players 3/23/2006
171. Laurel Leaves 11/10/2008
172. Space- A Poem Cycle 4/3/2006
173. Happy Birthday (Wish You Were Here) 9/7/2007
174. Only The Good Die Young 4/8/2007
175. On Being Introduced To Jack Daniels 6/7/2007
176. From One Of The Many Minds Trapped Inside The Box 3/22/2006
177. Amateur Philosophy 3/25/2006
178. Leonard Shelby 3/25/2006
179. Romeo & Juliet 4/21/2006
180. Achilles Last Stand 5/6/2006
181. Acrostic For Somebody Else 10/10/2007
182. The City At Night 4/6/2006
183. A View From The Park Bench 9/4/2006
184. Green-Eyed Monster (Or, Iago's Song) 3/23/2006
185. Butterfly Collector 3/9/2007
186. Everybody Dance (The Dance Of The Dead) 5/6/2006
187. Hurt 3/31/2006
188. All My Life… 6/22/2007
189. I Wish I Was… 3/22/2006
190. Is There Anybody Out There? 3/23/2006
191. For My Sister On Her 16th Birthday 7/1/2007
192. It’s My Destiny 5/8/2006
193. Young At Heart 3/9/2008
194. 30 Years Too Late 3/22/2006

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Best Poem of Charlie F. Kane

30 Years Too Late

I’ve always said,
I was born 30 years too late.
I never fitted in to this decade.
I should have seen the 70’s,
But I was born 30 years too late.

The 60’s were the years of change,
The 70’s were the years of acceptance,
When the people were finding their feet,
The governments crooked;
Wars unsolved;
Yet, created some of the greatest art ever.
I wish I had seen the 70’s,
But I was born 30 years too late.

Imagine, said John,
As Paul flew with his Wings to the top,
Eagles flew from California,
Then the Zeppelin took the Stairway ...

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Summer Rain

Hazy day and lazy nights.
Not much to do, not much to remember.
Head pounding, only one way to stop it.
Another drink is you all need.
Another drink to see you though the day.
Another day, then you’ll give it all up.
Another day, and the need might go away.

Summer rain falls once again,

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