Christopher Tye

Gold Star - 39,416 Points (Lincolnshire, England)

Christopher Tye Poems

601. 山谷 3/16/2017
602. 3/16/2017
603. 日落 3/16/2017
604. Till The End 3/17/2017
605. The Last (17-03-2017) 3/17/2017
606. End Of Days (Tanka) 3/17/2017
607. 天結束 3/17/2017
608. Out Of Time 3/17/2017
609. Out Of Time (17-03-2017) 3/17/2017
610. 時間 (17-03-2017) 3/17/2017
611. Time (17-03-2017) 3/17/2017
612. Buds (Haiku) 3/17/2017
613. 3/17/2017
614. 芽 (17-03-2017) 3/17/2017
615. 丟失 3/17/2017
616. 失われました 3/17/2017
617. 3/17/2017
618. 3/17/2017
619. 一片森林 3/17/2017
620. フォレスト 3/17/2017
621. 樹瀑布 3/17/2017
622. ツリーの滝 3/17/2017
623. Death Of Daytime 3/18/2017
624. Ghosts Of The Night 3/18/2017
625. Dying (Tanka) 3/18/2017
626. War (Haiku) 3/18/2017
627. War (18-03-2017) 3/18/2017
628. Old Boxes 3/18/2017
629. Haystacks 3/18/2017
630. Winter Winds 3/18/2017
631. Summer Breezes 3/18/2017
632. Ageing (18-07-2017) 3/18/2017
633. 老齡問題 3/18/2017
634. 古い時代 3/18/2017
635. 昼間の死 3/18/2017
636. 鬼魅的夜色 3/18/2017
637. 夜の幽霊 3/18/2017
638. 死亡 (18-03-2017) 3/18/2017
639. 戰爭 3/18/2017
640. 戦争 (俳句) 3/18/2017

Comments about Christopher Tye

  • Annette Aitken Annette Aitken (10/12/2016 9:16:00 AM)

    Christopher is a prolific writer..he can write a piece on anything in life...some very humours, other educational, but which ever you want to read.. you will get joy out of anything he writes.....

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  • Www. (10/27/2012 10:10:00 AM)

    The small poems by Mr Christopher Tye are like the capsules with right medicinal properties to cure any disease. The poems have a great appeal as a common feature and none can miss to read them.
    Mr Christopher is a philosopher poet with good insight into life and makes a lot of difference over here.
    I hope he will at times go for longer writes as well to break the barrier of a long time sticking to the same type of writing.
    A poet with a mission can be involved in diverse thoughts too. I wish Mr Christopher all the best ahead.

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 Dying Exile

The dying exile

As the exiled man lays dying in a foreign land,
His thoughts turn to his beloved homeland,
As he draws his final few breaths,
He thinks about the village where he was born,
The little house where he spent his childhood,
The school he went to and all his long-lost friends from there,
The village's little sand stone church, with its steeple reaching out trying to touch heaven,

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