Liverpool Poems

a misfit in Liverpool

A misfit in Liverpool
I think of oranges when I see 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 of the bay.
There were sail-ships too ready to hoist sail in the morning wind.
When I lived in England, I met

The Day I Kicked The World

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

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

Liverpool World Heritage Unsite

Does World Heritage status stand 
for undeveloped wasted land?

Lori Liverpool

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

Touring a Grave Situation

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

Life In Liverpool

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

Liverpool Beat Poem

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

The Tale of the Liverpool Blitz

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

Liverpool

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

Misfits In Liverpool

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

Liverpool a Day In the Life of the 96

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

Liverpool Poetrysoup

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

The Leaving of Liverpool

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 

Transition In Liverpool

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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