James Tipp

Rookie - 408 Points (20-06-1945 / East London)

James Tipp Poems

201. Parents Of Faith Who Live With Pain 12/15/2009
202. To Boldly Go 12/15/2009
203. Poem For A Funeral-Life Is Always Ahead 12/15/2009
204. Early Summer Morning 12/14/2009
205. Shekinah Light 12/9/2009
206. We Are Sailing 12/9/2009
207. The Six-O-Clock News 12/9/2009
208. The Master Painter 12/9/2009
209. Holy Week 2007 12/9/2009
210. He's Gone 12/9/2009
211. The Painters Eye 12/14/2009
212. Unfettered Love 12/9/2009
213. A Man Called Maze 12/14/2009
214. Nacked Child Of War Vietnam 1972 12/14/2009
215. The Death Of A Child- The Pointing Finger 12/15/2009
216. The Death Of A Child-This Torn And Broken Heart 12/15/2009
217. The Buck Stops Here 12/15/2009
218. A Poem For My Dog Casper 1993-2002 12/22/2009
219. In A Blaze Of Glory 12/8/2009
220. Good Friday Meditation The Silence Of Meditation 12/15/2009
221. What's In A Name? 12/9/2010
222. The Death Of A Genius (Alan Turing) 12/6/2014
223. I Poem For Women In The Church 12/15/2009
224. The News Of War 2/13/2012

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The News Of War

The News Today

I listened to the news to day there was death in every place
I wondered how we'd sing, of such amazing grace
The screaming of the mother, the body wrappers tales
The screaming of the mortar round, the piercing jarring wails.
Its happening so far away, its happening there today
The politicians wring their hands there's nothing left to say.
The body mountains growing whose selling them the guns
We don't do arms to monsters, that's how the story runs.
We watch the slaughter daily, detached and far away
Yet worry over Rednapp and how he's team ...

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In A Blaze Of Glory

The day extinguishes in a blaze of glory
Nature in all her beauty bids farewell to the light
We stand enthralled captured by the magnificance
The transitory reality holds us mesmersied.
This warm Easter Monday evening is given meaning
We are offered a gift that is free and compelling
As was the transitory nature of death, for the life bearer

Whitstable Kent.

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