by Chris Harry the Dog Harrison | Jan 16, 2012 | Poetry
Why do I watch Why does he suffer Especially another Man, my brother I want to help him To get him through But then he dies In front of you I’m racked with guilt A quivering wreck It should have been me Lying on that deck I want to give in And forget what occurred...
by Chris Harry the Dog Harrison | Jan 16, 2012 | Poetry
I’m no longer young I’ve gone past me best I’m wearing me thermals And an old string vest I need to be warm But just feel the cold Is this how it is When you’re haggard and old I’m covered in blankets Coz I’ve got a chill And it...
by Chris Harry the Dog Harrison | Jan 16, 2012 | Poetry
No-one to listen No-one to hear No-one to burden My nightmares and fear I suffer alone In silence I stand Like others around me In this selfish land To whom do I turn When I breakdown Nobody cares I’m left on my own The darkness is back I long to be free Why isn’t...
by Chris Harry the Dog Harrison | Oct 26, 2008 | Poetry
Just a few words About our dad To let you know He’s not that bad He likes his footy Well generally sport To be a team player Is what he’s taught Myself, my sister And brothers too Plus all his grandkids To name a few With children round He’s always happy Apart from...
by Chris Harry the Dog Harrison | Oct 8, 2008 | Poetry
Alarm aircraft! The shout went up They came in low and fast Crossing over Fanning Head In seconds they had passed We open fire our thoughts a blur And try to take them down From Antelope a Seacat’s launched One plummets to the ground Morale is high, up goes a cheer No...
