Christopher Tye

Gold Star - 32,782 Points (Lincolnshire, England)

Christopher Tye Poems

1. Homeward Bound -new- 3/28/2017
2. The Mirror (Cap Verse) -new- 3/28/2017
3. Mirror (Tanka) -new- 3/28/2017
4. Flowers (Haiku) -new- 3/28/2017
5. Tree Blossom (Haiku) -new- 3/28/2017
6. April (Haiku) -new- 3/28/2017
7. My Garden -new- 3/28/2017
8. Gardens -new- 3/28/2017
9. Carbon (Tanka) -new- 3/28/2017
10. Bats -new- 3/28/2017
11. Rhwymo Homeward -new- 3/28/2017
12. 返航 -new- 3/28/2017
13. 家路に向かう -new- 3/28/2017
14. Y Drych -new- 3/28/2017
15. 鏡子 -new- 3/28/2017
16. ミラー -new- 3/28/2017
17. Drych (Haicw) -new- 3/28/2017
18. ミラー (俳句) -new- 3/28/2017
19. Blodau (Haicw) -new- 3/28/2017
20. 花俳句 -new- 3/28/2017
21. 花 (俳句) -new- 3/28/2017
22. 木の花 (俳句) -new- 3/28/2017
23. Ebrill (Haicw) -new- 3/28/2017
24. 4 月俳句 -new- 3/28/2017
25. 4 月 (俳句) -new- 3/28/2017
26. Fy Ngardd -new- 3/28/2017
27. 我的花園 -new- 3/28/2017
28. 私の庭 -new- 3/28/2017
29. Gerddi -new- 3/28/2017
30. Carbon (Yn Gymraeg) -new- 3/28/2017
31.  -new- 3/28/2017
32. 炭素 (短歌) -new- 3/28/2017
33. 炭素 -new- 3/28/2017
34. Ystlumod -new- 3/28/2017
35. 蝙蝠 -new- 3/28/2017
36. コウモリ -new- 3/28/2017
37. 螞蟻 -new- 3/28/2017
38. Ant (Yn Gymraeg) -new- 3/28/2017
39.  -new- 3/24/2017
40. Dosbarth Cyntaf -new- 3/24/2017
Best Poem of Christopher Tye

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, ...

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The Reaper

The Reaper

The reaper feeds off our evil deeds,
Wars across the centuries making him strong,
No compassion in his soulless bones.

All of humanities misfortune his boon,
The plight of the poor fits his nefarious purposes,
Gladly taking the young as much as the old.

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