Cockney Poems - Poems about Cockney

...You played Judy Teen, became our Top of the Pops, strumming Spanish strings in that epic bowler hat, somehow breaking every code. ......Read the rest...

...Please enter, What is with your 'box of toys' (noise)? Accusations and slander, 'Get on with it, lad.' In the streets of London, Spreading your propaganda, 'Days a-dawning' (morning). One's been......Read the rest...

...A photo on a dating site How gorgeous that girl looked By text we flirted all that night And I was truly hooked She looked like a celebrity Like Marilyn Monroe With sexy eyes and pouting lip......Read the rest...

...I am Irish, I do not patter a brogue, not lilt, or prate the Celtic. I’m annexed English, cockney, a dead queens piglish, chameleon tongued. Something took me, shook me like a spade until an u......Read the rest...

...Early Times Panting through a few females. Running on the spot mostly. Go to Paris to find myself find a locally made Gallic STD. Have a Ringo mustache, the prostitutes on the Montmartre t......Read the rest...

...e Nitro, his cat is easy to provoke Nitro slept under the chair. Terry in his lion's lair Got up; in doom and gloom a hollow broke. 2/16/2022 “Lion’s lair” refers to an armchair. "Cockney" a native of East London, traditionally one born within hearing of Bow Bells.......Read the rest...

...She lowers her legs down - the woman. I try to recall a name, three come to mind, they don’t fit with the blue flowers on her inked ankles, Alpine Gentians I think, they ring around slim ceramic......Read the rest...

...It was a long time ago, ten thousand years or so, when magic and crows, held premium pose and place among many untold. It mattered not if there was heat or cold, all the people sang my p......Read the rest...

...I was haulin' a heavy load Up the frog an' toad, When down poured the pleasure an' pain To my dismay. Once home I received an' invitation To a good ol' gay an' hearty! I was promised plenty o......Read the rest...

...A hungry ghoul came to my door Demanding sweet treats, nothing more When I offered broc'li The ghoul flashed his “cockney” (I don’t open doors anymore!) * October 10, 2020 For Tania’s Hal......Read the rest...

...It was a special day in Olympus, City of the gods, the lands of the chosen, The clouds trembled as the mountain shook, Darkness for a moment, even Zeus couldn't strike his bolts, And behold ligh......Read the rest...

...An Island home A land that is not my own, but one I call my home, born in the sound of ‘bow bells’, brought up in the squawk of seagulls, my cockney slang, traded for a gaelic twang. I steppe......Read the rest...

...Time for bed A laugh a minute is what they said Soon after that I was brown bread Cockney slang for very dead Before I had even said It's time for me to go to bed DAMO xx......Read the rest...

...Vague words lead poets to heady heights far yonder If we, like Wordsworth, seek a path to’ wander.’ But words there are whose power is less prolific, Dwindling fast the more they are specific. ......Read the rest...

...excuse me there is no need to brush the dust off of that stone for it will be among other things thrown in the bin since they have been here before and before your and my opinion as ......Read the rest...