anybody fancy a bit of poetry

[dannybcity]

mary had a little lamb
she also had a bear
ive never seen her little lamb
but ive often seen her bare

shakespear

He may write a good tragedy but his comedy is shit.

 

[PistonBlue]

John Cooper Clarke, seen here reading an except from 'Chickentown', at the start of this video by Joy Division. Ian Curtis surely deserves a mention in this thread?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6ZwMs2fLoVE

There's a suprising amount of JCC on you tube. I saw him perform live at Glastonbury about 5 years ago, they called him 'the punk poet'.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OGWhjojt5dw&feature=related

W.H. Auden did poetry to music years before JCC (who is brilliant by the way)

<a class="postlink" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gmq6mFAEqNQ" onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gmq6mFAEqNQ</a>

 

[toby]

I always felt like singin' the Blues - by Malc

It was the 11th of May down in Moss Side,
A day to remember for all blues with pride,
Certainly for me after fifty years,
A head full of Grey and a shed load of tears,
Bell, Lee and Summerbee back for a while,
To remind us of football played with a smile.

All my memories and there are plenty,
Cup games, league games the ground half empty,
Stood with my mates on the open end terrace, (in the pissing rain)
Watching Joe Hayes, George Hannah and Denis the Menace,
This was our team, we'd never be without them,
They were my heroes especially Bert Trautmann

Just to play for City was every boys dream,
Glyn Pardoe did it when he was fifteen,
Mike Doyle was our skipper and I was delighted,
The lad from Stockport always hated Uni£ed,
And when we played them Allison would scream,
Stuff the reds we're Manchester's top team. (just like this season)

But top of the pile was Nijinsky - Colin Bell,
Rodney Marsh was up there as well,
Roy Paul, Ken Barnes, Bill Lievers and David Shawcross,
And players like Tony Coleman who didn't give a toss, (and Stanley Bowles)
Neil Young, Dave Wagtaffe, Alex Harley and Matt Gray,
Tony Book, Dave Connor I could go on all day.

The ground has all changed now, nothings the same,
My friends all tell me it's a different game,
An arm and a leg for a seat in the ground,
And a cup of oxo costs well over a pound,
But it's a sad old day 'cos we can't come any more,
So will the last one out please drop the latch on the door!!!

See you at Eastlands or COMS or whatever name they might conjure up to embarrass us. For me try Maine Road



I have just found this poem I hope Malc doesnt mind us posting it

 

[r.soleofsalford]

she was on the bridge at midnight looking for her cat


sorry forgot the rest does anyboby know how it goes from here

 

[poh]

In the words of the great John Cooper Clarke:

Like a Night Club in the morning, you’re the bitter end.
Like a recently disinfected shit-house, you’re clean round the bend.
You give me the horrors
too bad to be true
All of my tomorrow’s
are lousy coz of you.
You put the Shat in Shatter
Put the Pain in Spain
Your germs are splattered about
Your face is just a stain

You’re certainly no raver, commonly known as a drag.
Do us all a favour, here... wear this polythene bag.

You’re like a dose of scabies,
I’ve got you under my skin.
You make life a fairy tale... Grimm!

People mention murder, the moment you arrive.
I’d consider killing you if I thought you were alive.
You’ve got this slippery quality,
it makes me think of phlegm,
and a dual personality
I hate both of them.

Your bad breath, vamps disease, destruction, and decay.
Please, please, please, please, take yourself away.
Like a death a birthday party,
you ruin all the fun.
Like a sucked and spat our smartie,
you’re no use to anyone.
Like the shadow of the guillotine
on a dead consumptive’s face.
Speaking as an outsider,
what do you think of the human race

You went to a progressive psychiatrist.
He recommended suicide...
before scratching your bad name off his list,
and pointing the way outside.

You hear laughter breaking through, it makes you want to fart.
You’re heading for a breakdown,
better pull yourself apart.

Your dirty name gets passed about when something goes amiss.
Your attitudes are platitudes,
just make me wanna piss.

What kind of creature bore you
Was is some kind of bat
They can’t find a good word for you,
but I can...
Twat.


Genius.........

Where can i get more of this,it's fucking brill'-can someone let me know,book or CD or both?

 

[poh]

There's these lines that have been bugging me for a while now,not sure if a poem or not,can someone clue me up on this -it go's........'pain falls slowly drop by drop upon the heart,untill by the awful grace of god,comes wisdom'.I think Robert Kennedy use them to describe how he felt after his brother's death.

 

[toby]

apparently Kennedy misquoted it Poh and it was for the assassination of Martin Luther King

 

[dannybcity]

That JCC poem is pretty funny but it's hardly Wordsworth.

 

[toby]

That JCC poem is pretty funny but it's hardly Wordsworth.

True Danny but poetry comes in all forms I love Wordsworth but I like modern poetry as well

 

[poh]

apparently Kennedy misquoted it Poh and it was for the assassination of Martin Luther King

Can you let me know the rest if you have it, and the title please,or where i can get it ?