Frank Hornby .

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City: Liverpool
School: Comprehensive
Hobby: poetry...drawing/painting
Degree: GCSE (ULCI)..
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Frank Hornby . commented on Frank Hornby .'s poem, Mates.. on Mar 16, 2024 at 9:11am.
Frank Hornby . commented on Frank Hornby .'s poem, The Shadow of Death.. on Jan 19, 2024 at 11:49am.
Frank Hornby . commented on Msbellepoetry43 's poem, My Last Poem of 2023 on Jan 04, 2024 at 9:23am.
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Frank Hornby . commented on Frank Hornby .'s poem, THIS PLACE.. on Aug 04, 2023 at 3:29pm.
Christopher Russon commented on Frank Hornby .'s poem, THIS PLACE.. on Aug 04, 2023 at 12:20pm.
Frank Hornby . commented on Frank Hornby .'s poem, The Gutter... on Jul 28, 2023 at 12:19pm.
Frank Hornby . commented on Christopher Russon's poem, Marching Boots, on Jul 28, 2023 at 12:15pm.

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Frank Hornby . commented on Oct 06, 2021 at 6:03am :
Hi Keith...you Yorkshire people are real tough cookies mate!...sounds like you've been through the "grinder"....and you've come out stronger....keep battling mate!...yeah my heads full of personal memories Keith...I get rid of my demons through poetry...it works for me....hahaha..you keep writing your poems lar...it won't be too long before you catch up!...thanks for getting in touch mate...and keep writing...all the best...Frank.
Keith Jepson commented on Oct 05, 2021 at 3:44pm :
Hi Frank... less than ten is a minus to me, I got over skin cancer, Prostate cancer, a year ago I had a full rib resection (osteosarcoma) and now this... but I carry on. By the way, I have a lot of poems to write to catch thee up lad I will get around to reading them :)
Frank Hornby . commented on Jan 06, 2020 at 9:23am :
Hi Cecilia....the fire reports coming from Australia are really frightening.....especially from the Sydney area....I hope you are not suffering in any way.....all the best to you and your family for the coming year...Frank, (Liverpool).....

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CHRISTMAS TIME...

poem by Frank Hornby .

"Oh, the joys of Christmas time, with parties, and fun games like charades to mime, Christmas celebrations are joyfully on the way, soon Rudolph will be pulling his gigantic, heavy sleigh, full to the brim, with yummy sweets, and f... Read more

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ORPHAN GIRL....

poem by Frank Hornby .

"She never said a word...she didn't need to speak, as her hand caressed my sad face...she kissed me on the cheek, she was just a caring orphan girl, trying to take away my fears, a little caring orphan girl, wanting to stem my flow... Read more

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THE MIGHTY OAK...

poem by Frank Hornby .

"I sit here watching leaves, that have turned from a golden glow, to brown, etching lines upon my face revealing a sadness in a frown. A once so vibrant life, now appears to slowly ebb away, nature seems so very cruel, on this bitt... Read more

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IF I COULD TURN B...

poem by Frank Hornby .

"I'm trying to think of some words, nothing too absurd to put into some kind of rhyme, I'm sitting at home, struggling to think of a poem, about how can I turn back time. I look at the clock, and hear the tick, tock, so I put two ha... Read more

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HAPPY DAZE....

poem by Frank Hornby .

"Society is rapidly collapsing, the world is turning to crime, criminals will rule our Cities, and towns...it's just a matter of time. Law, and order is obviously failing, murder is increasing so fast, stabbings, and rape occur eve... Read more

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PLEASE.....DON'T ...

poem by Frank Hornby .

"You have been gone such a long, long time, it's getting hard for me to recall, times of you in your prime. Images of you are fading...slowly slipping from my mind, Mum!...where are you going? You're getting harder for me to find."... Read more

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FALCON....

poem by Frank Hornby .

"Such a magnificent bird, that graces our skies, a deadly predator with telescopic eyes. Homing in on its prey, with meticulous precision, there's no hope for the target when once in its vision. Swooping in for the kill, using the... Read more

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ALWAYS SOMEWHERE....

poem by Frank Hornby .

"I will always be spiritually somewhere, when I eventually die, gazing down from somewhere...observing all from high. I will never, ever leave you, I will never, ever go, wafting on a gentle breeze, always somewhere...I just know. ... Read more

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YOU, AND ME....

poem by Frank Hornby .

"You were still a schoolgirl just fifteen years old, I was only seventeen, with a story to be told. I really needed someone...someone special just like you, I was lost... aimlessly drifting off to nowhere, desperate for a soulmate... Read more

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THE BLACK HOLE....

poem by Frank Hornby .

"My mind won't stop spinning, swirling violently around, trapped inside a vacuum...no senses...no sound, I'm gasping for air...can't breath...feeling drowned. Sinking slowly into the abyss...no vision...no sight, deep into the vor... Read more

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Creator....of lif...

poem by Frank Hornby .

"Life giving warmth, from over 92 million miles away, bathing Earth with light...turning night into day. Caressing our tiny world, for billions, and billions of years, mixing life's recipe...to create the bluest of spheres. At the... Read more

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AT EASE...

poem by Frank Hornby .

"Don't leave me...tell me why you have to go? Will you come back to see me?..I really need to know. Don't you care about my mum?..it hurts to hear her cries, she finds it hard to smile these days...I see the sadness in her eyes. W... Read more

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OUR COAL MAN....

poem by Frank Hornby .

"With his huge Shire horse, pulling a cart laden with sacks of coal, the local coal man was providing our community with a vital role. The magnificent Shire horse would come clomping, along our cobbled old Liverpool Liffey street,... Read more

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MAGPIE...

poem by Frank Hornby .

"I watch you Magpie, as you go about your busy day, high up in the treetops, as in the cold wind, branches sway. It's deep into winter with glistening snow on the ground, I listen to your chatter...a comforting, reassuring sound. ... Read more

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Something Deep In...

poem by Frank Hornby .

"From when I first set my eyes on you, my feelings intensified,.. an emotion I didn't know I had...something deep inside. At just seventeen, living my life without a care...then I saw you Mary, with those lovely blue eyes, and long... Read more

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What would we say...

poem by Frank Hornby .

"What would we do, if I saw you today? Would you recognise me?..What would we say? It's been ever so long, since I last saw your face, would it feel a bit strange, if we began to embrace? Mum, you've missed out on so much, in th... Read more

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Save lives...

poem by Frank Hornby .

"JUST DON'T GO OUT!...save lives...STAY IN! Use COMMON SENSE!...stay home with your kin. It's now a PANDEMIC!...thousands of LIVES ARE BEING LOST! Stay home with your loved ones...THINK OF THE COST! Pray for the NHS workers, riski... Read more

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PRINCES PARK....

poem by Frank Hornby .

"I'm taking my kids, to Princes Park today, because that's the place where my two girls love to play. On the swings, down the slide, and the spinning roundabout, just to hear them laugh, scream and shout! Lovely times spent togeth... Read more

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..a letter from t...

poem by Frank Hornby .

"Dear Frank...You were my first born, way back in 1949, I was a single girl, only 22 yrs old at the time, I did love your dad but sadly, his love suddenly went astray, he was a seaman as you now know, who decided that he just coul... Read more

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STUBBORN...ANGER..

poem by Frank Hornby .

"I WON'T GIVE IN!....I'LL STAND MY GROUND! I'LL STICK OUT MY CHIN!...GIVE POUND FOR POUND! I WON'T BACK DOWN!...BECAUSE I KNOW I'M RIGHT! IF YOU DON'T SEE IT MY WAY!....BE READY TO FIGHT! "DO AS I SAY!!....NOT AS I DO!!"... "DEFY... Read more

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IN TUNE....

poem by Frank Hornby .

"I feel in tune with beautiful nature, together with the birds, and the bees, I'm in harmony with the melodious blackbird, I see what the Orangutan sees, I swim with the fish in the Ocean, I understand when the dolphin sings. I... Read more

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A Cotswold deligh...

poem by Frank Hornby .

"This cosy little cottage, has everything we desire, especially the chilly nights we snuggled, by the roaring log fire. Our meals in the Coach, and Horses, was well worth the price, Juicy steak, and lamb cutlets ..Mmm..so very nice... Read more

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I AM NOTHING....

poem by Frank Hornby .

"How do you cope, when you lose someone you love? Do you abandon all hope...or pray to the "almighty"above? It's a personal choice to have a belief, where many people find solace, in dealing with grief, or..do you get angry with b... Read more

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FAMILIAR....

poem by Frank Hornby .

"Dreams thrive, and dwell in the mind..so deep, creating mystery, and monsters in the depths of sleep, also genes inherited..from lives long gone, weave through generations of minds...from father to son. "I'm sure I've been here".... Read more

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NOWHERE MAN...

poem by Frank Hornby .

"I've missed you man," said Paul to John, it's not been the same, since you've been gone " (Yeah, I know the feeling, it's the way I've felt too, us sitting around in Mendips, making music with you. Cool memories of us both jammin... Read more

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THE AGEING GALOOT...

poem by Frank Hornby .

"Once the class clown...always fooling around, the centre of attention in the playground. You had to be the one making all your mates laugh, buffoon, and court jester...will be your epitaph. Disrupting the lessons, throughout your... Read more

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PRESENCE....

poem by Frank Hornby .

"I can feel you around me...I know that you are there, unmistakable perfume, the sweet aroma of your hair. I find the white feathers in many a strange place, whispers of your voice....in dreams I kiss your face. I know that you ar... Read more

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Tell me....

poem by Frank Hornby .

"Tell me that you love me dad...say it in my sleep, please, let me hear you say it once dad, it will be a treasure that I will keep. I'd still love to hear those words dad, even though you've been long gone...'come, and give me a... Read more

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Blessed from abov...

poem by Frank Hornby .

"We were so proud...our hearts almost did burst! for the birth of our Rachael..our grandchild...our first! I'll always remember that beautiful day, the year was nineteen ninety....the fourth day of May. Then for the next five year... Read more

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OUR WELSH ADVENTU...

poem by Frank Hornby .

"Off to Wales we eagerly headed, good mates the three of us, arriving at the Pier Head from Kirkby, on a green corporation bus. Our destination still unknown, as across the Mersey we set sail, disembarked the ferry at Birkenhead, t... Read more

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THE OLD AGE RAP.....

poem by Frank Hornby .

"Here's a catchy little song, that will make your big toes tap, with tongue in cheek, it's called the "Old age rap." ....This world is for the young, it just doesn't seem fair, that when we all get old, nobody really does care, be... Read more

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ANOTHER BLOODY SU...

poem by Frank Hornby .

"Another miserable bloody Sunday, my mum is arguing again,...with him, I can't stomach all this fighting, the future looks bloody grim. Why bother being married? When all they do, is fight! Is this all there is to living? Surely so... Read more

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KIRKBY.....

poem by Frank Hornby .

"Way back in the 50's, only farmlands of pasture, and corn, then along came the planners, and builders, suddenly Kirkby, a Newtown was born. Scousers relocated in their thousands, to live in a brand new abode. On buses, and old tra... Read more

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ISOLATION....

poem by Frank Hornby .

"I just want to hibernate....go to ground, don't want to be near people....no one around. Maybe sleep for a year...try not to wake, curl up into a tight ball...for as long as it takes. In suspended animation, with minimum heartbea... Read more

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Thursday today..

poem by Frank Hornby .

"As I slowly walked through the building, of people in care, I was approached by an old lady, with pure silver hair, "Hello love," I heard myself say, and in a clear polite voice, she asked, "is it Thursday today?" ...."No love, it... Read more

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The Doodle Bug....

poem by Frank Hornby .

"Scribbling on the notepad, while talking on the phone, it's something we all do, so don't worry you're not alone. Rhomboids, and triangles, circles, and cubes, squares, smiley faces, pyramids, and tubes. Oodles of doodles all ove... Read more

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THE 'DEAL'....

poem by Frank Hornby .

"Life is a gift, so embrace it and live, love is an emotion, so don't be afraid to give. Hate is a cancer, that grows deep down inside, revenge is so sweet when delivered to a snide. So when your "clock" is unwinding, and life's a... Read more

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Mr, and Mrs...

poem by Frank Hornby .

"Mr Happy, and Mr Angry, lived strangely side by side, they shared the same earthly body...like Dr Jekyll, and Mr Hyde. Every now, and then it would start with a tremor, and a slight nervy twitch, suddenly Mr Angry would appear, li... Read more

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TALL TREES...

poem by Frank Hornby .

"When I was a young lad, I loved climbing tall trees, I'd have scrapes on my arms, and cuts on my knees. The taller, the better, I'd scramble up to the top, then hang from the branches, while threatening to drop. As we ran through... Read more

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REMIND ME...

poem by Frank Hornby .

"You tell me that you love me, but why do you both start to cry? You say that I'm your dad, I don't know your reasons why. You brush my teeth, and dress me, as I look deep into your eyes. Sometimes I think I know you girls, but... Read more