Liam's Poetry Page

My Nana - A poem by Liam Murphy When I was a little boy, off to Nana’s I loved to go. I’d head off down to number 9, or down to Uncle Joe’s. Days on end I’d spend down there, oh the smell of apple tart! Even to this day the smell of fresh bread lifts my heart. My Nana, Peg, a lovely lady, I was her pride and joy. She’d bring me to the shops with her and spoil this little boy.  We’d head to ‘Lanes’ or ‘Brouders’, places now a memory. Some’ Liquorice Allsorts’ or ‘Mini Rolls’ she’d always buy for me! I remember my Grandad Moss as a very quiet man. His shed a wondrous treasure throve for inquisitive little hands. We’d watch the snooker in black and white, fun for the both of us. Explaining points scored in shades of grey really was no fuss. I moved down to my Nana’s the night my Grandad passed away.  To keep her company for a night or two, I didn’t think that I’d stay. I lived with her for two more years, the best times of my young life...

Summer's End Summers end, Well here it is, Here come the rain and autumn leaves. It’s back to school the children go, with schoolbags full and parents in tow. The days they shorten, the nights grow long, the birds they sing a different song. Having said goodbye to their friend the swallow, knowing surely now that winter follows. We bid farewell to the brighter mornings, But now’s not the time for sorrowful mourning. We’ll enjoy the beauty the winter will bring And look forward, with hope, the advent of spring. By:              Liam Murphy Date:           23 rd of August 2006

Lie-in (my first ever poem!) Well, here I am, just woken up,  I hear the gentle chorus just beside me.              My little boy is sound asleep,  and Mommy’s breath completes the sleepy melody.            It’s nearly 1, we should be gone,    away from this quiet haven to the bustle.    But I feel great although it is late,    listening to this chorus, Sure it’s no hassle.       My little angel’s gone far away,    He’s dreaming of his friends in Balamory.    His left hand moves to wave to them,    He has a starring role in his own story.   My darling wife is somewhere too,    maybe she’s gone to town to shop, I don’t know.    But she’s here with me and  ‘Cutie Coo’,    I could not ask for more, now this I do know.  ...

Lates Hi ya dad, How’re you today? All’s well with me, I’m glad to say. I slept so sound, I have no doubt, No tossing or turning just thumb in mouth.   It’s great to see that when I call, Yourself or Mom come up the hall. And just for ye I give a smile, to say I love you and that’s no lie.   I know it’s time for me to eat, a Weetabix or porridge in my own seat. I’m a big boy now, I hold my own, I make a mess but ye don’t moan.   And when I’m changed, you know I really Love to sit and watch Cbeebies. I play with my toys or roll around, I can’t yet walk, I’m stuck to the ground.   Then it’s time for you both to go, off to work with me in tow. Up to the lads where I will play. To you Mommy and Daddy, I want to say   I love you both and I am fine, I’ll play and play and in a short while You’ll be back again to bring me home, giving the hugs and kisses I’ve come to know. ...