David Harris

Gold Star - 4,611 Points (18 June 1945 / Bradfield, England)

My Friend Oliver - Poem by David Harris

My name is Roberts,
a reporter I used to be;
until one day I was sent to interview
an interesting man
whose name was Oliver Cyriax.

It was many year ago
that I first met him
and much to my surprise
he asked me to be his official biographer.

He stood against a fireplace
with his briar pipe in his hand.
He then went to tell me
stories from distant lands.
He wasn’t adventurer, but a ghost hunter of sorts.

I sat there in amazement
at all the things he said.
Those stories weren’t for recording,
at least not yet.
They were told to explain to me
of the kind of life he lead.

His career if you want to call it that
started in the middle 1800’s
on a Tramp Steamer
and lasted for more than half a century.
The strange things he saw
at times made my blood run cold.

He seemed a very quiet man
who was content with his life.
He did not appear to be someone
you would expect for the job that he did.

He smiled when he spoke
of a couple of amusing tales
he had been involved in
and looked sad at others
which had taken something from his life.

He related tales of horror,
which made you, shiver when he spoke.
He related tales of mystery
of which some were never to be solved.
He told me how he had lost friends
with their encounter with the unknown.

When he finished speaking,
I told him I would be honoured
to become his official biographer.
Therefore, started a thirty odd year friendship
that I hoped would never end.

From time to time, we would meet
and fresh new stories he would tell,
right up until the time
he retired and moved away.

I got a letter yesterday
to say he was happy now.
He was far away
from any ghostly goings on.

I write this as an introduction
to a character I’m going to write about
as I delve into his casebook
and tell the world
about the strange things that he did see.

Comments about My Friend Oliver by David Harris

  • (11/17/2007 11:22:00 AM)

    A splendid introduction David, can not wait to read more! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, November 17, 2007

Poem Edited: Monday, April 25, 2011

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