Roy Storey

Rookie (10 september 1939)

Roy Storey Poems

201. Till Dawn. 2/26/2006
202. England. 4/3/2006
203. Writing Dreams. 3/5/2006
204. Autumn. 6/20/2007
205. Break Of Day. 12/22/2006
206. As A Woman. 1/13/2007
207. Everyday. 10/24/2006
208. Home. 6/23/2006
209. Dreams. 6/11/2007
210. Till Never. 6/29/2006
211. For Ever 9/2/2007
212. 1night Breeze. (For Ann Marie) 4/25/2007
213. A Season Ends. 9/25/2008
214. 1friend. 11/6/2008
215. 1green- Blue.(A M 3) 7/20/2008
216. Angle.For Aeo. 2/3/2007
217. A Life Time. 1/30/2007
218. 1342. 4/30/2008
219. Answer. 2/10/2007
220. Moving Away. 5/14/2006
221. 1for Ann Marie. 9/29/2007
222. 1she Was You. (For A M 2 4 2008) 4/3/2008
223. Wind. 5/25/2006
224. All Seasons. 7/17/2006
225. 1knights. (For A M 2 4 2008) 4/3/2008
226. Apex. 9/27/2008
227. Amanda. 8/24/2008
228. (1) Untill. (For Bet August 2006 To 2008) 8/18/2008
229. Aftermath. 6/26/2006
230. A Poets Dream. 11/24/2007
231. And A Day 7/16/2007
232. A Life Worthwhile. 1/5/2007
233. A Book. 11/22/2006
234. Air Hostess. 8/3/2008
235. (1) Elizabath. 8/26/2007
236. A Day. 11/27/2006
237. A Day Begins 10/18/2006

Comments about Roy Storey

  • Caroteke (1/25/2018 2:47:00 AM)

    Cool and craey

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  • Melissa Coventry (4/3/2008 7:11:00 AM)

    Your style of writing is enchanting to the reader, the simplicity and flow to all your poems and the use of so few words to convey such deep and strong themes is the essence of a good poet, a wonderful poet! You have the skill of 'less is more' and many fellow poets on Poemhunter admire that.

    Take care,
    Mel xx

Best Poem of Roy Storey

A Day Begins

Sitting on a balcony
over looking the city
gray lifeless, out to sea
the first rays of light.
Cut across the water
lighting the out lines
of the building pink
turning red to gold
light
as a day begins.

Read the full of A Day Begins

The Barley.

The seed that grows
the barley
to see the barley grow.
Makes a drink, a wonderful drink
that we all know.
It makes the old feel young again
and die before there time.
The love of the barley drink
is yours and mine.

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