Showing posts with label My poems. Show all posts
Showing posts with label My poems. Show all posts

Tuesday, February 03, 2009

Poems on You Tube

I`ve read a few poems out on You Tube. Cos I`ve only got crap webcam the qualitys not very good so I`ve used a blck and white flickery mask on it to give it an old fashioned look. I know - it doesnt look great but I`m hunting out a decent camcorder this week so I can make some better quality films.
If you want to take a look the link for my channel is http://uk.youtube.com/liverpoolboxingbaby
Dont expect too much though...............................

Thursday, August 30, 2007

Liverpool Ode

Liverpool Ode


Once a thriving shipping port
Now more famous for its sport
Men grew rich through human trade
Slaves transported fortunes made
Trading links brought untold wealth
Splendour bought with pain and stealth


As years roll by and time moves on
Those trading links long since gone
The docks fall into disarray
We learn the phrase urban decay
As jobs are lost along with pride
Life seems bleak on Merseyside


But as sail through eighties gate
We hear the term regenerate
The Albert Dock restored inside
Houses built or gentrified
No longer desolate and forlorn
The City Centre is reborn


Now this city has new fame
The Capital of Culture name
A chance for growth and to create
Will culminate in year 08
Art and culture celebrated,
Musicians, writers, artists feted


But urban troubles still remain
The yobs that treat us with disdain
Graffiti, litter, theft with knives
Guns and violence blight our lives


Still Liverpool's spirit can't be broke 
No longer always England's joke 
The people full of fun and humour 
Rise above the scorn and rumour 
Always changing, vibrant, cool 
The dynamic city Liverpool

A poem about love going wrong!

Losing You

Today I looked at you 
And wondered who you were?
You looked the same
Smelt the same
Had the same air about you
But you were gone


Your smile curls with contempt
When once alight with pleasure
And eyes that crinkled with love
Now flat, Artic orbs that do not see
Although they look at me
In dispassionate scrutiny


Today I looked at you 
And wondered where you were?
A lover's bed
A winding road
A player's turf
Anywhere but here


Today I laughed without mirth 
And bought you wine and beer 
I laid on the floor and cried 
Wore a new dress 
Started a diet 
Pretence is my only defence 
Against losing you 
Although I know you've gone

Wednesday, December 28, 2005

After Christmas - poem


After Christmas

After Christmas
Fat and bloated we sit
Amongst discarded packaging
Of toys, already forgotten
And chocolate from selection packs
Piled high
Too much for even greedy mouths
To consume

And still we drink with festive cheer
The dregs of whisky
And sparkling wine
Its sparkle depleted


And eat
The sausage rolls
We cannot waste

But where is the renewal of our spiritual joy?
The human warmth
The tears of gratitude for a single toy
Forever loved
A precious gift
And not a moments diversion
Until a newer, sharper thrill
Arrives to take our eye

After Christmas
We wait
And hope the coming year
Will bring us the renewal we crave
Our hopes and aspirations reborn
Our resolve for better lives
Reaffirmed in resolutions
For the coming joyous year.