Liverpool Poems - Poems about Liverpool

I kicked the world lay at my feet the wrong way down a one way street I kicked and kicked and didn’t stop until I reached the paper shop and thought my journey was complete. Between the headlines of defeat Liverpool's team was in retreat hearing the call from Jürgen Klopp I kicked the world. My dad leapt up out from his seat with...

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Oh chestnut candy horse mane Do your top button up blow the red rum fluff away and jump the brook As I find it in the quiet best in-between when the traffic stops at red lights To detect the frequency of the waves pitching and cresting from the blades and turbine of the wind farm way up high on the hilltop The...

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Does World Heritage status stand for undeveloped wasted land?...

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Looney Lula Loves Larry Larson Lutilda Linkerwink Loves Larry Larson Larry Larson Loves Lucinda Lavelachek Lucinda Lavelachek Loves Luther Long Luther Long Loves Lori Liverpool Lorie Liverpool Loves Lorie Liverpool Alexis Y. 10/20/2020...

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Friends come gather around There is a young soul that must be found Travelling the air Complaining life wasn’t fair Trying not to scare Being daunting In his haunting Only a few months old Buried in the sands we are told Somewhere called Beauty Spot Liverpool ended up the resting plot Listening to waves on...

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Born into the city I love to call home Feelings of uncertainty sometimes alone Staring to the sky looking for a bright star Life passing you by near or far Life in the city has not always been ideal Use your inner courage to keep it all real Day by day just go with the flow You will be surprised what you...

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Oh second hand counting time upon the liver building gothic clock Waving goodwill to her dearly departed 3 sister's Starring gainly upon lady mersey set a blitz Climbing up her red bricks Of the old abandoned mill's And lighting up her failing dock yards My mother loved you My father hated growing up in you And wanted away so much He joined the royal navy Dreaming...

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The Tale of the Liverpool Blitz Mill Road Hospital took a Direct Hit On the Maternity Ward indiscriminately killing Pregnant Women and new-born children Reduced the City , Docks and Quarter's to smouldering ashes Blew the Malachant into a Billion Shrapnel pieces the quake could be heard over 3 miles away We even lost a National Treasure in the form of...

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Liverpool When night ends, the fog begins Heavy as lead! Shrouding the town: Once grand And home of grandeur. The grand mansions of old times! Now in ruins: off white! Harboring the ghosts of The grandeur! Who would have lived in a house Like this? My mind wanders; The eye of my mind Looking through the silver keyholes! A wealthy merchant or an industrialist? What became of the merchants...

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A misfit in Liverpool I think of oranges saw a painting by Constable of a morning sun that looked like blood orange dripping nectar down on some fishermen trying to catch eels on the dark surface in the bay. There were sail-ships too ready to hoist sail in the morning wind. When I lived in England...

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A day in the life of the 96 I heard the news today, Oh lord About 96 humming birds Breathing in the miracle heard And though the news was rather sad I had to laugh A crowd of people stood and stared And seemed to mouth the words Justice for our dead I saw a film today, Oh boy The family's army had finally just...

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Soup and scouse Permeate a house Odors causing wet teeth. The ingredients in these mixtures are not all sweet. Some are quite bitter, even sour, on their own. They do however improve the mix to no end. I've had added to scouse through several days and what started as cabbage soup last Tuesday, Well let's just say it tasted better Sunday afternoon. Some...

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THE LEAVING OF LIVERPOOL Giant ferry berthed in Mersey River : Tugs take the strain with a shiver, Ropes creak and we cast off - She timorously inches away from the wharf. Bow comes round and leaves the dyke: Lit buildings spin carousel-like - Strong currents have ...

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Since John and Paul first met in high school, we have had decent success playing in Liverpool. There was some tragedy we went through. The worst was the passing of our dear friend, Stu. However, our music is still popular today. We were polled number one by far and away. The birds fly in from all around to listen to our upbeat...

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The first smell of rain hitting city walls Before slipping down into guttery streams Heavy drops splattering layers of ashes and dirt Causing clouds to clot in noses of newly wet children Wet soot snots that run so black memories keep coming back Like scabs on bare and dirty knees Or fog enveloping invading nostrils Condensing eyelids blinding sight Muffling sound...

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