A Lincolnshire Lad - Louth Poem by Christopher Tye

A Lincolnshire Lad - Louth



A Lincolnshire Lad - Louth

Last bastion of cattle markets in Lincolnshire,
Old Georgian town houses clustered together,
Undeniable capitol of the wolds,
Trains went all around but none run now,
Home of the Lincolnshire Rising.

By Christopher Tye

Wednesday, August 31, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: countryside,town
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
A Lincolnshire Lad is a collection of poems that I am working on about Lincolnshire, it's history and life living here in my homeland.
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Christopher Tye

Christopher Tye

Lincolnshire, England
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