by Saskia Kurer |
Categories:
girlfriend-boyfriend, love,
Kissing in the Afternoon is a luxury reserved for those in relationships
Kissing in the Afternoon is a luxury reserved for those in relationships the kind of luxury that make you feel special as I sit trying not to regurgitate my lunch while looking at you on the bus.
Is this sudden sickness due to the swerving of the bus down this busy Manchester route or is this the pure and utter jealousy at seeing someone else receive this afternoon treat?
Well it would be if your boyfriend was remotely attractive
by Roy Pett |
Categories:
anger, city, evil, how i feel, may, sorry
We build our walls and fences high
Psychopaths want us to die,
We try to stop our perpetrators threat,
Though our intelligence can't detect,
While European blood soaks our soil
Our Governments purchase Isis oil,
While innocents blood, down our street runs
They supply them with arms and guns,
We shout for peace on earth, that said
All we hear are secrets and lies, innocent dead,
Our Governments kill in our names they advise
To protect us from our inevitable demise,
The worlds capitalist wealth they lust
WHO ON EARTH CAN WE TRUST.
27th May 2017.
We love Manchester England.
by John Scott |
Categories:
power, prayer, strength,
Manchester she is alive
Alive with strength new
New skyscrapers replace old Victorian charm
Charm of Manchester with a burning heart
Heart's and mind's of all and each
Each day is special
Special to all that survived the bomb terror
Terror of a people and an embitterment
Embitterment that has long gone, rejoice
Rejoice Manchester, a proud city of Uniqueness
Uniqueness and Karma
Karma and love
by Terry Reeves |
Categories:
inspirational, international, magic, stars,
They came from all over - Manchester, Derby
and. Connemara - icons, O'Toole, Bates and Finney,
who would believe the power of future stars,
although they spent their time fighting in bars.
RADA was a dream, a long way from country,
Reed and Marvin muscled in with Shaw and Connery,
Caine gave a sleepy-eyed look for mystery,
while Mitchum was instructed in English history.
Imagine King Henry sending 'Alfie' to the tower,
whilst Connery, Reed and Bates began to cower,
although the former pair wrestled in front of a fire,
If you didn't enjoy 'Women In Love,' you were a liar.
When Reed had his nose in a variety of *****,
O'Toole was enthralling us as Lawrence of Arabia.
by Christopher Grieves |
Categories:
city, faith, family, fashion, happiness,
Towers and showers
You fall then you rise
Making love to the clouds
It's mundane you despise
Let's cut to the chase
Keep our words short today
I'm proud of this city
Perhaps 'nice one' you'd say
I think you are awesome
In the day or the night
As the faces peer up
Or peek out to the sight
Of industrious city
Laced with tramways and cars
With it's heroes and humour
Or it's battle strewn scars
On the surface you're hard
Always up for a fight
Dig deeper.. discover
A heartbeat, you might
Whether homeless or minted
Perhaps just passing through
Our Mancunian spirit
Is now running through you.
by Kelvin Gathiru |
Categories:
anxiety, child, dedication, encouraging, extended metaphor, for teens
Kelvin Mwangi is my name,
But kelmwa is my nickname,
We cannot all fit in one game,
That's why we aren't the same,
After all ain't the one to blame.
Am single but not unlucky,
Am simple but not shlocky,
Some of you say am cheecky,
But at times am always freaky,
When am watching chopsocky.
Nyandarua is my home county,
I chose God over my community,
I love chelsea not manchester city,
Engineering technology is my faculty,
And I live to impress God not the society.
by Scarlette Howard |
Categories:
appreciation, care, city, community, courage, death
I dedicate this poem to two couragerous men
To those behind the scenes
Heard and unheard
Men and women of heart
Men and women of gold
Strong and willing
Brave and dearing
Warm and caring
These words I write are of great admiration
Your love and your compassion saved and embrace the dying
Men of courage
Women of passion
I salute thee
I commend thee
Your love, your willingness to aid
Your courage to stand
Your desire to take part
Shows that humanity has not yet come to an end.
by Nick Armbrister Jimmy Boom Semtex |
Categories:
muse, sexy, sin,
puckered
i like your shapely legs
your thighs are awesome
so muscular
your pek pek shorts hug you
as i want to do
me naked
my body reacting to you
i want to be there
between your thighs
to explore you baby
i love you and your legs
from F*cking Upside Down In a Blazing Avro Manchester Bomber – Poems from My Life and More
Nick Armbrister
by Stephen Pennell |
Categories:
death,
this poem will give you something to do while in lockdown check thier fate
If I must die, may it be quick
unlike Kenneth Pinyan's death.
in my sleep would be fine
or like George Plantagenet
who drowned in wine.
with my loved one at my side
or while watching tele with Alex Mitchell
or seeing manchester united win the league
but not like Dick Wertheim, oh ouch you may declare
or better still while making love
unlike João Maria de Souza dreadful fate
but no matter which way I leave this realm
may my ashs, my home county cheshire retain.
by Christopher Flaherty |
Categories:
music,
Just got back from Manchester Arena
Went to go and see Depeche Mode live in Concert
In what was only a few months back
A suicide bombers graveyard
A crime scene for taken departed teens
But tonight the only screams
Were of unbridled joy
I only pray the dead can hear
That they still live in here
And feed off the love
Of the fan's and band who play
Every clapping hand stomping foot
I hope they approve
I hope they have found peace
I hope they look over the living
I hope they are in paradise
I hope it was worth your sacrifice
I hope you enjoyed tonight as much as I did
The show must go on
And your memory will never be gone
by clare barclay |
Categories:
england, home,
Manchester
Man United, Man City
A great Mancs debate,
For the love of the game ?
Or inspiring hate?
Stone Roses, Oasis
The Mondays, The Fall,
A town full of talent
Which inspires us all.
A town full of pride
With a past full of pain,
We cry in the sun
And laugh in the rain.
A diverse, cultural city
Where you’re never alone,
I’m talking ‘bout Manchester
The place I call home??