Long Cilla Poems

We’re coming up on the spooky pumpkin-latte season, when days suddenly end, while I’m busy in some sterile, fluorescent chemistry-lab and there’s nothing to do but walk down dark science-hill to the dorm.

Is that rustling...

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Henry VIII
Henry VIII king of England, he had six wives,
Half of which had rather shorter lives.
Three died, two divorced and the last was glad by far,
For she outlived him, her name Catherine Parr.

Mash
I love mash,
I...

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There was talk about the nuclear bomb
There was a war going on in Vietnam
It was on the news, the drummers were drumming
Look out America, the British are coming

We couldn't wait to turn our radios on
To...

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"Here is my hand to lead you
Here are my arms that need you"

                      Cilla...

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We Found Paradise, Its Valleys Wide And Soft Green

When your heart sang to this downtrodden and lost man
singing birds stopped singing to hear that melody;
I was broken, walking through life without a plan
if sorrows were...

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(At 10:40pm on December 8, 1980,
John Lennon was shot and mortally
wounded on 72nd Street, New York.
Given his love of outrageous wordplay,
this poem imagines his stream-of-
consciousness utterings as the 
ambulance rushes him to hospital,
moments before his...

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Meandering in ocean breeze, love pondered romantic themes
Cherishing each other's company, early days saw happy dreams
Boasting vibrant sunsets we strolled, charming ardent evenings
Wallowing depth of loving embrace, longing to hold till eternity

Things soon changed, as...

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You’ve Lost That Loving Feeling

You left me like Alice, lost in Wonderland,
running in circles with my heart in my hand.
I thought our love was so beautiful and strong.
Tell me, please tell me, where did I...

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"I need you" flitted through his mind.
He longed to croon her name,                       ...

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MY WORLD
                          
       ...

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I gaze upward at the rich blue sky 
sun blazing brightly in the vastness.
Madness has loomed over doomed memories 
playing all round watching replay over and over.

If you would only love me like you used...

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With your hand resting in mine I was strong,
     you were my true north, my anchor, my rock;
and I thought we had this life together,
      ...

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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...

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Grens Evergreens # 4 Cilla Black Contest

If anyone had a heart

Scotland Road
L5 
Back in the 1964
Liverpool's hey day
Where the Beatles began

From hanging coats in the Cavern Club 
Surprise , Surprise 
Gave rise to Cilla White

If...

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I inhale your existence without resistance,
crave your eyes looking at me without fear.
With your hand in mine I can run the distance,
feel your breathe on my nape when you’re near. 
Other eyes see the stars...

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Why won’t you love me 
When I would die for you
You are my world yet you turn your back
My tears mean nothing to you
I look in the mirror and see but the shell of a...

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Anyone who’s seen my face, could look at me
and tell of my sadness
Anyone who’s heard my voice or read my words
would call my life absurd,
I long to feel gladness.

If you look inside my heart 
you’ll...

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You’re my world, for you are everything to me.
When I awaken, Darling, do you know
how long I sometimes wait that I might see
your eyes come open? How they used to glow
with love for me! But...

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[I have no idea if Cilla Black ever made it outside the UK
But suffice is to say that no rock legend would ever beef-
up his image by proclaiming his adulation for the Liverpool 
lass. The...

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I spend time thinking about very normal days
That's I'd rush to return to
Whilst being in normal days that I feel I'm not alive in
In which reality is the slumber 
Consciousness blurred 
It'll have been written
I...

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You’re my world
You’re everything to me
Motherhood
It’s been a joy you see

Ever since you were born
I’ve been so proud
I can’t help
telling the world out loud

When you left
it was hard to let go
It’s not easy being mum
you...

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And anyone who had a heart
could see the blue in cloudless eyes,
though a storm trespass and tears leak
dreadfully down my caring cheeks.

Once upon a time, he loved me,
and anyone who had a heart
can see his...

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Cilla Jaye   
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Our old fashioned kitchen ways,
way before the modern malaise,
those family favourite, radio days,
Swinging Blue Jeans, Johnny Ray,
Martha Reeves and Marvin Gaye,
those sentimental songs they played.

Our old fashioned kitchen ways,
without plastic meals from trays,
those salad days...

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Do not fear now the time has come
remember with pride her success.
She will never truly die while on
lives her music and her songs.

We will always remember her 
with love and delight as always
she touched a...

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