Goodnight Liverpool God Bless Sweet Dreams

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 nurses footsteps walking the ward
beat beside the Doctor calling official
time of death

An unfurled rainbow green , red , blue 
and orange flag coat of arm's celebrating
intertwined

Look Mr Fantastic ferrell Fox is swaggering 
up and through the part residential city center 
back alleys preening his whisker tips

Listen how a distant echo of a siren can be
heard and a blue flashing light seen as 1 
of the 3 critical emergency services hastily
speed to a horror scene only for the brave

See under moonlight how menacing shadows
of rats the size of bunny cat's scale the walls
to make the gothic bird's above a building
rooftop scowl the night away

Look a man with his hand out hailing a taxi
cab saying to the driver take me home quickly
I'm back at work at 5am not doubt with a 
massive hangover in check

Listen to the drunken homeless man arguing
with himself whilst playing rock , paper , scissors
over who gets to suck the bone or the cardboard
in order to sleep warm

Goodnight Liverpool
Sweet Dreams
God Bless

It's way past my bedtime
I'll see you in the morning

When the day shifts story a new begins
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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Radice Avatar
December 11, 2021 at 1:21 AM
A fascinating write Christopher You've captured the essence of Liverpool here: (but for the direct references it could be any city) My own interpretation is that you've described brilliantly the 'what goes on at night', the 'seediness', the 'behind closed doors' and the idea that life doesn't stop. I like the personification of the Liver Bird and your first line in particular intrigues me: The image of the Blacklers' Rocking Horse comes to mind before the RedRum / GNational reference. Cheers - Gary
Flaherty Avatar
December 13, 2021 at 3:22 PM
Cheers Gary Ta for reading Sir much obliged and appreciated thanks. I also like the very line you pointed out about the Liver Bird's. If nothing else and even if I do say so myself , I definitely think it is 1 of my best or better one's that and Blackler's Rocking Horse a close 2nd pipped at the line by a nose
Rose  Avatar
December 10, 2021 at 3:35 PM
Ah, you seem to take in so much in one day dear poet no wonder you have so much to say, great poetry Chris
Flaherty Avatar
December 10, 2021 at 3:53 PM
Cheer's Rose Thanks very much indeed For taking the time to read and comment
Kavanagh  Avatar
December 10, 2021 at 12:09 PM
You’ve captured a moment on any given night in your city Christopher, a montage poem put together quite deftly and creatively, once we close our hall doors at night the city takes on a very life of its own, excellent penning and use of the English language, cheers David
Flaherty Avatar
December 10, 2021 at 12:15 PM
Thanking you David Ever so glad you took your time out to both read and comment. Cheer's Sir
Sands Avatar
December 10, 2021 at 9:36 AM
Interesting. I felt like I was there seeing and feeling your observations. Well written :)
Flaherty Avatar
December 10, 2021 at 12:13 PM
Thank you Heidi very much cheers
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