Biography of Tom Higgins
I was born and grew up here, and apart from a brief spell working at Rolls Royce in Bristol in 1973 I have lived here all my life, so far! Egremont is on the edge of the Lake District National Park and the surrounding area is exceptionally beautiful.I have been married since 1983, and have two daughters.I started to jot down a few words about five years ago, but prior to this time I had not written anything other than a letter or postcard, since I left school in 1971.
Tom Higgins Poems
Fatty Bum Bum
How did I end up in this state? I'm always fighting with my weight, I'd like to put it down to fate, but that ain't honest!
A Whisper On The Breeze
I think I've come to understand, That most of life goes by unplanned, And time passes us in such a hurry, There is no point to doubt and worry,
United We Are Stood Upon
If I come across as a bit critical, about some subjects, religious or political. this is all because the fact is I, am a critical kind of guy,
'You must believe my son, you must let faith within you dwell, because if you don't you will doom your soul to everlasting Hell.'
Count Your Blessings
Often circumstances can conspire, to make a life's experience dire. If this should ever happen to you, this is what you ought to do.
Water, as most of you will know, has the chemical formula H2O. Now this essential liquid is, as well, in its natural form, devoid of smell,
Short Poem, Long Grass
This morning I sat down for a while to write some words based on what I was thinking, when life's reality came to bite, as my coffee, I was drinking.
A Cumbrian Lament
I lay me down in the shadows, 'cos I got drunk tonight, I lay me down in the shadows, 'cos getting drunk ain't right,
Cat And Mouse
I saw a cat playing with a mouse, from the kitchen window of my house.
Believe Only What You Can Test By Observ...
Why fear death? With my last breath, I will be gone forever. Before my birth,
Two Little Boys And One Tiny Bird
I am eight years old, my friend is ten, the sky is billions and azure blue, we are walking to St Bees and the beach, when, suddenly a skylark soars piping his tune so true.
Ultimately We're All Green
They say it's easier to die if you've got nowt, so little that's good to leave behind! But for the wealthy it must be much harder, with all that comfort and luxury in mind.
The likelihood of seeing, a non-terrestrial, intelligent, being, who greets you with a friendly wave, and, announcing that his name is Dave,
Poppy Price Tag
' In Flanders fields the poppies blow, Between the crosses, row on row'. So wrote the poet John McCrae, Recording the reality of his day.
They launched at dawn, Jim and his mate,
both men unaware of their mutual fate.
The boat was small, the sea was calm,
and neither of them foresaw any harm.
This was something both had done,
at the rising of the sun
on many, many previous days,
they'd sailed out into the haze.