Poetry Blog by A Scallywag
A conspiracy of Corona life!
Contemplate this all - as the truth
Then try and prove it as a lie
Corona 19 is but subterfuge
A test - for us all by and by
THE QUESTION= POSED BY THOSE CONSPIRITORS
How would the World masses react
To being ordered to stop-in every day?
No more flying here, there nor to anywhere
Due to the virus, they must GO home and STAY!
Saturday 11th July 2020 6:42 pm
The Gold of Liverpool.
The Gold of Liverpool
Is the vein of people you will meet
In hotels, bars, clubs and cafes
Gold is not merely the Mersey beat
It’s the shining sea of faces
That one see’s in every street
It’s the waterfront with Liver-Birds
And the busy docklands below their feet
It’s the children ringing out their laughter
It’s the folks who wor...
Friday 11th May 2018 11:43 pm
A Taste of Hell!!!
Where does self-respect sit
In the minds of those who weep
For a burglar –without guts- who
Into a pensioners house did creep
His motive –with an accomplice- was
To brow-beat, so they could steal
From an O.A.P. and his disabled wife;
Such a deed has No-Manly appeal
Through fear for his sickly wife
That pensioner retaliated – thinking ...
Friday 13th April 2018 9:18 pm
Poem:- Not a happy ghost!
A son, A son I dreamt of fathering
For many years as daughters did flow
Settled did I to not having one
My loving children eased that blow.
I made mistakes with my life
What a toll it took
Cost me time with my children
Then my wife took me to book
As if it were, life took pity
A boy child came my way
I really dug ...
Tuesday 10th April 2018 12:03 pm
Title of story: - Myne.
Words - - 8000
Hi, my name is Myne. My little nep...
Wednesday 4th April 2018 5:06 pm
Ode of a dealt hand
Neither sorry nor proud am I to have blooded people,
For to do so is wrong in the eyes of those who have taught me all.
Yet! I know that I would do it all again, should the circumstances call,
And to that beckoning I would rush, with every sinew of my body calling for ‘Full steam!’
Not until the end would I count the tears, especially of those...
Wednesday 4th April 2018 1:16 pm
Give a chump a chance
Trump is a chump
Who is ruled by his stump
Albeit he caught that affliction
From his money
If he had none
He’d not be one
Touting for a hop
With a bunny
All the same I say this
Someone has rattled
That miss with a
Temptation far greater than a seal
No shame in her voice
As she makes the choice
To ignore an agreement...
Wednesday 4th April 2018 1:09 pm
Hopewood Street / Scotland Road; A junction to remember
Especially if you plied there for work, which I did one November.
The year was 61, I’d reached eighteen the day before
Now old enough to go on that stand, I hurried there for sure.
It had been the topic of the older lads whose work-ethic was a page
Casual work was ‘the norm’ of the day; t...
Sunday 25th March 2018 10:09 am
Foolishness and G.O.D.
You are charged with foolishness – They said
This is silliness, I replied
To have a Diety up on such a charge is madness
When all I have done is make some such as I.
They are –as you put it- struck in your likeness
But that is where the similarity ends
Their mental make-up is constructed without thought for consequence
Because their contents...
Wednesday 21st March 2018 12:36 pm