Christopher Tye

Gold Star - 39,241 Points (Lincolnshire, England)

Christopher Tye Poems

1041. Mighty Oaks (Tanka) 7/14/2017
1042. A Lincolnshire Lad - Lad (Haiku) 7/14/2017
1043. Tasked (Haiku) 7/14/2017
1044. Амьдрах 7/14/2017
1045. Gorchwyl (Haicw) 7/14/2017
1046. Vida? (14-07-2017) 7/14/2017
1047. 任務 (俳句) 7/14/2017
1048. 任務 (俳句) 14-07-2017 7/14/2017
1049. Cars (Cap Verse) 7/19/2017
1050. Lost In Paradise 7/19/2017
1051. The Old Orangery 7/19/2017
1052. L' Ancienne Vie Est Perdre 7/19/2017
1053. Article Scarifié 7/19/2017
1054. 3/4/2017
1055. 時間 3/4/2017
1056. 時間(Haiku) 3/4/2017
1057. Poets (Tanka) 3/5/2017
1058. Ice Cubes 3/5/2017
1059. Play 3/5/2017
1060. Death (06-03-2017) 3/6/2017
1061. Lived 3/6/2017
1062. War (06-03-2017) 3/6/2017
1063. Dollars 3/6/2017
1064. Gravestones 3/6/2017
1065. Smelly Socks 7/19/2017
1066. A Lincolnshire Lad - A Lad From Great Tows 7/19/2017
1067. Old Abe From Lincoln 7/19/2017
1068. Cogito, Ergo Sum 7/19/2017
1069. Powerless (Tanka) 3/21/2017
1070. Leaf 3/11/2015
1071. Rise (Revisited) 3/10/2015
1072. Trees 10/25/2012
1073. 雪の中の果樹園 9/28/2012
1074. Alas, I' Am Just Me 9/27/2012
1075. Alas 7/10/2012
1076. A Yellowbellies' Pride 6/20/2012
1077. Unity 6/22/2012
1078. The Unfinished Poem 6/8/2012
1079. A Lament To The Lightning's 6/9/2012
1080. Swallows In The Summertime 5/30/2012
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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Without Love

Without Love

Without love how can we grow as people,
Without love how can than there be hope,
Without love how can than there be life,
Without love how can we have a soul.

By Christopher Tye

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