Poetry: My Poetry Of Life by Stephen A Owen, poemowen

Snow outside I couldn't wait to bury my Face
A Fox just ate from my Bin
And when i was a Belton Road Kid
Why did your dreams have to die
And as usual Kenny got the winner
And wish happy thoughts along the way
`Cos he is the Music loving Washing Machine Man
Sang hits like Day Tripper and She`s Got a Ticket To Ride
Make a wish and I hope your wish does come true x
The Tree is lit and the prayers have been read
From the Four Storey Block across to The Sports Hall
Twenty years ago the World stood still
I know you will be walking next to me
And the Landlord will give you the biggest grin
Dreaming the Liverpool dream
The cold Wind blows straight from the Sea
Nature,the Birds,the Trees and me
Took me back to when i was a boy
The Lights turned out and the Gates locked in the Sea Park
I have these thoughts i dream these dreams
Me `n`Jesus
One last chance to see her lovely smile
Reminiscing of times gone by
Even the pelicans wave to her
Hello to the moon goodnight to the sun
Hope you can see me and the tears in my eyes
Santa you didn't eat your Mince Pie
Wishes he could turn back time or even a page
Let's spare a thought this Winter
And let the dreams rest on the seabed
To me you are worth waiting for even standing alone in the rain..
From Hillside all the way to Longview
It's a day in the life of tomorrow
The look on your Face said it all
LIFE by Michelle Hamill
Dad
So much wanting to give you a Sons embrace
To a saviour called Willowbrook
I miss you but i know you are home
Seagulls were singing a beach boys song
I felt like a child holding a bag of candy floss
To make you proud just like i was of you
Because when you are in a Sunny mood like this
Eat fine food with the neighbourhood
Throw a Lilly into The Mersey
So laugh with me and hold my Hand
How could i with this Angelic Face
Cos he has a gift like Gerrard on the Pitch so bring it on
Time for round bloody Two
mickey chpt 6 (UNFINNISHED)
Alone on a cloud
An opening in the sky
Born on the fourth of July
Christmas Man
Dad i want to thank you
Don`t you realise
Enough is enough
Fat Lady sings
So until it ever happens
From Penny Lane to Broad Street
Fun in the Sun
Good morning transport
Hello and good lies
I feel sorry for Jake
I`m sorry
It was amazing
It`s nearly time
Lonely has been
Love to you Mum
What a sight for the eye
I didn`t get to on the day
No one knows her real name
Rich man`s place
Santa`s asleep in the George and Dragon loo
Seventeen
Silently
Strangers
That`s all i need
To me she`s my moment of glory
To you i give
Turn the page
What`s it doing to me
You are that Beatle man
You`ve got to live for today
Our love to you
My lovely Jane
Mable`s table
Lost it`s glow
Is it my accent that lets me down
Beach on golden sand
A world where no one cares
Secret lover
Sunrise on the Mersey
I wont feel so alone
What`s the meaning of love?
Wish i knew
F.C.Transport
Money against a wall
God please tell me
Just hangin` out there for a while
Can`t stand this feeling
Belton Road days
Seeing Christmas through the eyes of a child
Girl when you`re not around
My little one my little Son
I`ll never forget
A hunter`s greed
Always be your kid
Carols and happy kinda songs
Dad i want to thank you
Dog`s mess
Flakes starting to fall
Folks
For now i`ll just kill time
Fun in the Sun
Half past three
I asked God to help
If only i could`ve but not today
I`ll carry on to hide
In my local Library
It`s a sunshiney day
It was only a matter of time
Karl
Keep my shirt on
Looking out the window
Loving is easy
Make me feel six feet tall
Me
My life is like a crossroads
My mates new girl
My music
Nature didn`t need me
Nightmare express
Noah`s birthday
One last Christmas
Paradise and the Beach is a perfect Wife
Ran outta breath
Sad sad situation
Secret lover
Sometimes her personality glows
So long my friend
That makes me feel strong
That makes up for anything
The grass isn`t always greener
Years of joy
White lines
Family tree harmony
The Moon shines on the Mersey
Reaching forty
Old Lowey
Forgive me if i cry
Unopened presents
Called you the other night
Its like a story from a book by Enid Blyton
It`s a Christmas celebration sort of thing
A winter`s tale told in brail
Merry Christmas to New York
Getting lazy in the summertime
Being the youngest of five used to get on me nerves
Don`t know how long i am gonna last
Last bus to Beachy Head
Let nature
Gwyn
His life in a Waitrose bag
Thommo was one of the boys
Runcorn bridge is glowing so bright
Hid at the back next to Terry Mc
From a shop in Milton Keynes
In a field of virgin snow
New York it`s gonna be your year
God gave me a gift
They ignore the person sitting in the wheelchair
I think i have writer`s block
Sitting at the end of the Jetty
Her husband farms his land
The Bulldog springs to mind
Not enough Police are walking the streets
The Big Issue Seller
Life`s so good it`s gonna be good to you
Don`t change a thing about you
The fab three
Listening to Oasis i turned the volume higher
Or become a welder in a bay
Alone with nature it feels so free
The best place in Cocoa Beach
Love and respect to each and everyone of you
It`s Friday night at Harry`s Bar
My brother has got me into Bruce Springsteen
Chewing on a piece of grass
Today is the day to respect Mr Luther King
The day i had to get away
He wanted to tell me before he went blind
So long Reg
High on a cliff top sits a Hawk
The stories i can see in your eyes
Today i feel the stress
At Hillsborough ninety six people lost their lives
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I cannot believe you were there on your own
Columbia goodbye and a message to the Crew
Than a blast and a flash and a rumble
Having fun with some friends of mine
The stench it really made me sick
At last a gift for the both of you
Sitting beside Eleanor
Just got back from a trip back Home
Twenty or so years have gone by
Radio playin` and a cold beer in my hand
Next mission will be a brand new start
Was a misty mornin` happening in front of me
Hey , i love you so
Why?
Sitting on the edge of the Sea
Your bags are packed and already in the Car
Memories are distant
Don`t be fooled into believing
For the killing fields and the bloodshed of course
Someone is really sitting with you
Look down on the deadly Gas
Walking along the Pier
I think i`ll watch from behind the Fence
Tony`s in the back eating Weetabix
There he goes he`s Alf The Winkle Man
It was Liverpool`s day
Smile when they want me to cry
I`m glad we still have Milkmen
A very retro Green and Red
Show some respect sometimes to me
Just like Stan the Master Fan
Booked a Fishing trip
When a Coward picked on Rosy with a Beared turning Grey
I think you need another Six Airbags in here
They didn`t believe me it was true
What gives you the right to talk to me that way
I didn`t see you to say goodbye
Hold on to the Life you got
Walking slowly along Banana River Drive
And it`s Au Revoir to the Moon
Wrong...when you know it is wrong
They take note of the hungry Fox
I will always be by your side
I wanted to go with you `Pa
For now anyway
We have to breed
She is a Person with strong feelings too
If Jesus was with me now
All around Jarobi Creek
Came from the same City
Please Lord keep him close by your side
Why did i give in
Love this time of the evening
I`ve killed a couple myself i must confess
Fields of Green like you ain`t never seen
This is a Tribute
`Cos one of his Shoes fell to the Ground
John , George and Elvis , shook some serious Pelvis
Does she really need a Butler to open her Doors?
You used to sing an ABC song to me
My Auntie my special lady
The second of May is an `effing miserable day
But the poor Scarecrows war is far from over
I watched as a Cloud fell to the ground
At the side of the Road
You answered my Prayers
Harry who?
Sunny end to a Sunny day
It looked into my Eyes alright
I could
Coco Mac`s
Precious person with a precious name
The Viagra simply knocked me out
It screamed Bah! Bah! Bah!!
Cape Canaveral Port was nearly upon me
" Jimmy are you driving the Seven Forty?"
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As i tried to figure out how to open that bloody Gate
You in your Sunglasses with your Lennie grin
Took a trip out to Milwaukee Island
Drifting at the Drift Bar
With a silent Tear from a silent Face
She`s collecting for the R.N.L.I
She is a wonderful friend to me
Use my Car as a Lavatory
My Feathers have changed colour at last
I was covered in Suds thanks to Waller and Ted
Don`t you know Caterpillars never carry any Cash
One chance was what i deserved
Since you came back in my life
But i love you all the World
End up with Ketchup on their Face
I am a Space Traveler you can be one too
Sometimes money `ain't no way to be so great
The Animals get chatting till they feed
Or having an ice cold one with me old friend Mr Fred
Just in case it is too late
I took the Knife to my skin
Sometimes
In front of him was his new bit of stuff
The Lamp sits alone in the corner
Feel let down
It`s not your Kid selling the Dope
Than the feeling of being home
Weller told me it would all be good
When an Angel came by and sat next to me
Off a Feller in a Sheepskin Coat
The Sun reflected on his Glasses like the Moon
I would have explained all the reasons why
Jerry
Close by an Otter watched from a Ditch
For now enjoy the smile on the Milkman's Face..
V Festival 2003 man was the bomb
Can someone tell me?
The Sun was waking up before us
What was it like when you took me home ?
Took off from John Lennon Airport
I can feel Water at the back of my Throat
To ask God about you and your Quest
There was a Blue Strawberry
So i guess i got to have the last laugh
Her last words to Jake before she died
Son i need you around
It`s nearly time . ( part two )
Guess it`s just another autumn breeze
I thought then about angels and heaven
Life`s a bit sad right now
For having best garden in town in blooming Seaford
‘ You ain’t having him for your dinner ‘
Christmas is a time for celebration
Will happen in front of your very eyes
Santa cannot do Christmas
Little Sister
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Pray that without me you can find your way
We both knew how to roam...
I wont be coming back
When you get the rush hour blues
The bells of Philadelphia are ringing
Only you can take away my pain
It's just my job but people like her are very strong
In my blanked out life in my blackened room
Oh my amazing Grace
From the Radiogram
As the Moon starts to rise above the clouds
The page she once hid
With a heart of gold for the human race
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If you ever walk through a storm
As we leave years of footprints behind us on the sand
There was a label hanging out of her hair
She paid me a visit there was three of them
'Cos when you cry i cry inside
The Lift was not as bad as the Tower of Terror
The Fab Four
I'll take you higher than high
The Maloney Band
' Hotel Hamburg' the embroidery simply read
Take my mind off this spinning room
You say the P.C has caught a virus
For someone else to heal my pain
Three stars in a diagonal line
Using jumpers as goalposts
From Penny Lane to Broad Street - part two
Everyday existence is to avoid being nature's prey
Memories are plenty of her first born son
Thanks so much for being there for me
Her boyfriend told me someday, his girlfriend is sure to go far
When the Moon is full and shining bright
Just a journey through the air
I've waited so long for this day to arrive
Music quietly fading too it's amazin'
Thinking about last night and the look on your face
Maybe it was even after Four
Had a dream i was walking through the streets of Heaven
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Mickey and Spike ( chapter two ) short story
Mickey and Spike ( chapter three )
Mickey and Spike (chapter four ) short story
Sent from heaven up above
Mickey and Spike the Unicorn adventure. Chapter Five
So many different directions we take
Mum and Dad congratulations and I love you
Mickey and Spike the Unicorn adventure. Chapter Five
I'd say she's as big as a Flower
The Bells will be ringing in the Church Steeple
Chestnuts were not on the menu
Today you really let me down
When the Moon is full
I hope i die before i get too old
Let it fall through my hand
I thought a lot about you today
Only an Owl made a sound
With champagne and cheese
I'm sitting on the beach in a Stephen King thriller
One day this could be you to
All i see is a sad face
Over the blue of the sea
Inside i really feel i let you all down
I love it when they are around me
Tapped my fingers to the beachy beat
The Sun has just gone in,`cos God's crying in the rain
The skeleton standing in the sea
Best of luck my little boy Jack
Some day i know we will be together
Most of these people have forgotten their name
Is it really seven years since i was living over there?
I will count blue cars for a long time and think of you
Flap my wings and head for the sun
It�s getting close to Christmas down on Christmas Street
Church Bell Ringers and Carol Singers
Like falling into The Mersey Tide
Paradise beaches and golden warmy sand
Listen to the Waves crashing onto the Shore
Thank you Santa for the extra toy
It�s the start of a brand New Year today
Graveyard in the Sea
I will help you get right back upon the wall
We remind me of Lobsters swimming in the Sea
As wesettle underneath the red summer sky
She reminds me a lot of Maureen O� Hara
We are so damn lucky to have you as our Dad
This is for the memories of Emlyn, Ray, Bob and Bill..
On a day like that London is the place to be
I�m yours till the end of time
As I watch you asleep and off to Button Moon
I lost the chance of love
She loved you dearly so
Go get a life and join me in the real ghetto
The memories will live on
This is hello to the morning
At last your chapter is complete
Think of me when you hear the church bells ring
A Poppy stands alone in a field of dreams
Come with me to Merseyside
The streets are so busy with reminders on the floor
Around this place are proper surfing shops galore
So stay indoors and leave it to the gritter machine
To know that it was you who made this possible
We are blessed thank God that we are
If I could make you a wish I would make you one more
Robbie Fowler in his Shell Suit and his Anorak
Please wait for me
Shining down on a grieving Town
Poopy, Puppy, Pepe
It`s pretty neat sitting on the Beach in the pouring rain
As long as the Birds keep on singing and the Sun shines from the Sky

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Poetry - My Poetry Of Life by Stephen A Owen, poemowen