Ted Middleton


Ted Middleton Poems

1. What Is It? 12/25/2012
2. My Best Friend 12/25/2012
3. Ode To A Fight 12/25/2012
4. Sweet Sorrow 12/25/2012
5. Perspective 12/25/2012
6. Drinks 12/25/2012
7. The Feral Chook 12/25/2012
8. Oldies Prayer 12/25/2012
9. Eerwah 12/25/2012
10. At My Funeral 12/24/2012
11. A Friend 12/25/2012
12. The Flag 12/25/2012
13. To Fade Away 12/25/2012
14. Mornings Light 12/25/2012
15. Widdle Bub 12/25/2012
16. Alone 12/25/2012
17. Old Tom 12/25/2012
18. Not The Man 12/25/2012
19. A Proven Band 12/25/2012
20. Ode To A Smoker 12/24/2012
21. Nice Square Eggs 12/24/2012
22. The Favourites Finish 12/24/2012
23. Mum 2 12/25/2012
24. So Much We Owe 12/25/2012
25. Woe Is Me 12/25/2012
26. Sharing 12/25/2012
27. A Beaut Sort Of Sheila 12/25/2012
28. Mum 12/24/2012
29. Twenty One 12/26/2012
30. The Sound Of Alone 12/26/2012
31. Ground Zero 12/25/2012
32. Vote For Me! 12/25/2012
33. Getting Older 12/25/2012
34. Dad's Old Hat 12/25/2012
35. The Lighthorse 12/25/2012
36. Question Marks 12/25/2012
37. The Anzacs 12/25/2012
Best Poem of Ted Middleton

The Anzacs

On this fateful morn so long ago
The 'Diggers' name was made
By that khaki band in foreign lands
Their memory shall not fade

Reverses they met as warriors all
Just guided by their fates
Each knew as he saw another fall
He had had twenty thousand mates

Whichever the foe - wherever they went
They fought for freedoms cause
In thankfulness let one and all
Upon this moment pause

Should it be our lot in time to come
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Ode To A Smoker

For forty years and even more
He'd lit up every day
He always said he'd give them up
He did - near every day!
To young men starting out in life
His mates all know their 'stuff'
Oh sure the 'oldies' warned him
But smoking made him 'tough'
'What else is there to do' he asked

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