Poems

Here are a few of the poems we came up with: 

ARTWORK

Art is a brain.

Art is everything.

Do it when you like.

Transform whatever you want.

Art is something,

Anything you like.

Anyone can do it,

Just do something.

Use your brain

By what? Your imagination!

Art is nothing

I say that!

Even rubbish

Recycle

It’s just a matter to transform

Create it

The way you like!

And again and again

It’s nothing!

And again and again it’s nothing!

Rosalia Mendes

Langsdale

It was the Langsdale classic

A fell race just for fools,

We did it on our two tired legs

We should have been on mules.

The race it was a long way out

And a long way up ,

The runners got a medal,

The winner got ac cup.

Half way around, upon a hill,

I tripped against a tree,

I finished up in hospital

With a titanium knee.

I felt so stupid

I don’t know why,

I didn’t laugh

But I didn’t half cry!

Tom Glow

Boat trouble

In 92 I bought a boat 

I was so made up I didn’t half gloat.

It was made of wood

And twenty foot long.

It didn’t cost much,

I got it for a song.

The rotten wood it didn’t half stink

And the missed out holes it made him sink.

The final touch was the rest of the boaters

They had a good laugh cos they all had floaters!

Anchors away!

Tom Glow

Poem for Barbara

I only came to vote here

Now they won’t let me go

And now I bring my knitting

It stops me getting low

I knit and knit and knit and knit

And then I knit some more

I knit so much I’ve covered up the ceiling, walls and floor

And now the irony of it is

I cannot find the door!

You gotta laugh or else you’ll cry

Write a poem don’t ask why.

Poem for Ruby.

Everywhere you go you’ll see her Halewood way,

You’ll see her at the crack of dawn and at the close of day,

Through rain and wind and sunshine

She’s out and she’s about

She’s not one for going slowly if you see you must shout

and then give chase

cos she’s a racer

and 

she’ll zoom and beep her hooter.

She’s the queen of these here highways

Ruby and her trusty scooter!

Good bye Ruby Tuesday

We all shout as past she goes

With her bags on carribinas

And her face all pink it glows

Life with Ruby

Is a journey

And the scooter eases pain.

Ride it with her

here on Halewood way

through wind and sun and rain.