Pete Crowther Poems
- A Biker's Funeral (In memory of Stephen (Reggie) Pearce of...
- A Camera Has The Trick Of Free... The photo’s small and...
- A Question Of Philosophy When evil strikes In fire and ...
- A Sonnet In Memoriam For A Dea... Alas he’s gone our little...
- A House Of Light From my cottage kitchen window I can ...
- Caring For A Dead Fish When the cupboard is bare And the ...
- 2005 Goodbye Two Thousand and Four, Bombs, disaster and ...
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Born in Hull in East Yorkshire into a seafaring family, he spent some time in the Royal Navy after completing his education, before a career as chief cataloguer at the universities of Birmingham, and Hull where he... more »
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A Biker's Funeral
(In memory of Stephen (Reggie) Pearce
The wind blows cold through the churchyard trees
and sadly tolls the passing bell
as mourners shuffle up the leaf-strewn
narrow path between the leaning stones.
He was just twenty-five, so young,
so full of life, and love of life
and laughter — killed outright one night
in a head-on crash on his motorbike.
From far and wide we’ve gathered here
to pay respect to our young friend.
I’ve never seen the church so full,
oh death, how can you be so cruel?
Who will forget this ...