Frank Hornby .

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City: Liverpool
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Hobby: poetry...drawing/painting
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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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Wall of Mystery.....

story by Frank Hornby .

"He lay there in absolute agony, he was certain that his skull was fractured, "How did it happen? He thought, "was I hit from behind? "was I pushed?" He couldn't remember anything as he lay there, with his life slowly ebbing away, ... Read more

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WELCOME....

story by Frank Hornby .

"Fantastic!...at last contact with aliens was soon to become a reality. N.A.S.A. is at this very moment guiding a massive fleet of our cosmic cousins safely to our Mother Earth. Soon billions of excited humans will actually meet supe... Read more

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THE VOW...

poem by Frank Hornby .

"I'm getting "leathered" again....but I don't know why.. why does he hurt me?....why make me cry?... What did I do wrong, to deserve that leather belt?.. didn't he even care...about the pain that I felt?.. Didn't he feel guilty, f... Read more

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DIFFERENT...

poem by Frank Hornby .

"At fourteen I was the only one in our road..without a man I needed to call dad.. I always knew that I was different...and it made me so fuckin' MAD!.. but when I found out the truth...no, it didn't make me feel sad.. just knowing ... Read more

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OLD FRANK...

poem by Frank Hornby .

"I'd been out of work, for about two months...so imagine my delight, when I got myself an immediate start..on a local building site. I was just seventeen....hadn't done construction work before, labouring for the tradesmen..."I can... Read more

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CHANGES...

poem by Frank Hornby .

"My life has changed, in so many different ways... as I look back to those very early innocent days. I had so much fun playing out...in that battered old street.. where kids had to be agile...and quick on their feet.. My earliest ... Read more

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Listen...

poem by Frank Hornby .

"Listen, just listen...now close your eyes, and really listen.. ..Listen beyond the white noise...and the constant hissin'.. but what can I hear?..because nothing is clear.. could it be that the sound in my ears...is from a time wa... Read more

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CROW...

poem by Frank Hornby .

"The carrion crow...so free to fly wild, an intelligent corvid...with an IQ of a small child, the crow is an omnivore...scavenges for any morsel it can, keeps itself to itself...so wary of man.. Black feathers like coal...and so b... Read more

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There's a place.....

poem by Frank Hornby .

"I've set my time machine for 1966.. and again it's another beautiful sunny day.... here we all are lying on the grass...the football (for now) is put away, three hours of footy has finally took its toll...we all can hardly walk, ... Read more

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THE WILDERNESS...

poem by Frank Hornby .

"Somehow my young life had become a total pretence.. it was so hard for me to understand...because nothing made any sense. Carrying the burden of confusion...and a deep feeling of shame.... keeping the dark secret of my unwanted na... Read more

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TOMMY TICKLE...

poem by Frank Hornby .

"Way back in the '50s...in my small junior school... it was called corporal punishment....a disciplinary rule, allowed to each teacher...it give them the license to scold. some used a cane...if you didn't do as you were told.. It ... Read more

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Feelings....

poem by Frank Hornby .

"I had this strong feeling....that you didn't seem to care.. I had this quiet voice...that you didn't want to hear... I had these odd feelings....but I couldn't understand.. that if you was my dad....why didn't you hold my little h... Read more

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PILEY ONS...

poem by Frank Hornby .

"I loved those "Piley Ons"...down on the living room floor... wrestling, and tussling on the carpet...laughing, and shouting...screaming for more! Those lovely days when our girls were small....beautiful times, I love to recall... ... Read more

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Let it be....

poem by Frank Hornby .

"Everyone has a story...or a poem locked inside their head, simply write it down...just let those words be read, to understand the power of an innocent little word.. unburden your troubled soul...go on...let it all be heard. Think... Read more

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A Winters tale...

poem by Frank Hornby .

"In the winter of '63 I do still recall...for days on end heavy snow did fall, us lads went out, and had a snowball fight...it was the day that I thought I'd lost my eyesight....as we all ran crazy through the falling snow....with th... Read more

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Sacked again..

poem by Frank Hornby .

"I've just been sacked again today...now I need another new job, once again I'll start looking for work...I need to earn a few bob. I can't seem to last more than six months...before I'm shown the exit door, every day I walk around... Read more

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The Wise Old Man..

poem by Frank Hornby .

"We were lying on the grass, after a couple of hours of fun... our T shirts were scattered all around, as we lay in the blazing sun... an old man passed us by...then stopped, and gave some sound advice, He said, "Lads, you must tur... Read more

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Haunted...

poem by Frank Hornby .

"There's no end to the flashbacks to when I was a small lad... ..can't seem to get it out of my head, that I didn't have a dad... the anger's there still with me...hidden deep inside.. ..can't seem to shake it off....I've tried...o... Read more

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A Softer ride...

poem by Frank Hornby .

"Just enjoy living in the "here, and now"... don't worry about tomorrow....delete it somehow... spend your time having fun...happily being alive... Relax in the sun...be healthy, and thrive.. ease off the gas...let your mind take ... Read more

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REAL LOVE...

poem by Frank Hornby .

"As I sat all alone in the hospital chair... I was embraced by my loved ones...all saying that they care... The messages of love...thick, and fast, to me they came.. overwhelming me with their love...they all said the same... I fe... Read more

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Friday on my mind...

poem by Frank Hornby .

"I'm sittin' all alone ...again just thinkin' of you... patiently waitin' for Friday...to do things that we like to do.. With the turntable slowly turnin'...playin' music on your sister Ann's old Dansette... so cosy by the two bar ... Read more

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THE MATCH...

poem by Frank Hornby .

"Saturday mornings we'd head off happily to the match... We had to be quick...there was a bus to catch.. We'd get to Goodison early...me an' Bobby, me mate.. It was a 3 O'clock kick off....wouldn't dream of bein' late.. ..we'd leg... Read more

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BROOKFIELD SCHOOL...

poem by Frank Hornby .

"I really loved time spent at "Brooky"...my old Kirkby high school... I was always an interested pupil..trying to abide by their strict rule.. all through my learning years...I tried so hard from the very start.. enjoying the pract... Read more

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EXCUSES....

poem by Frank Hornby .

"It's now time that I told you...why I went so far away.. I had to pack up, and go son...I just couldn't bear to stay... I really did love your mum....but things were not working out.. and it was better for us all...that I didn't h... Read more

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MY TWO GIRLS...

poem by Frank Hornby .

"Let me tell you about my two girls...my Sharon, and my Michelle.. The eldest is my Sherbie...the youngest is my Belle... My two girls are my future...they've also been my past... right now they are my present...I'll love them unti... Read more

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BELIEVE...

poem by Frank Hornby .

"Never, ever lose hope...as each hurdle you meet... ..at each stage of your journey...don't ever think of defeat.. Remember to stay positive....that's what we both strongly advise.. Just cherish the belief....keep the hope in your ... Read more

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Healing...

poem by Frank Hornby .

"Alone with my mind...is sometimes a wonderful feeling... as repairing regrets...might start the process of healing... Incidents of my past...need to be released from my psych... adults arguing, and fighting....those things I didn'... Read more

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The Mask

poem by Frank Hornby .

"The smile of the clown...don't be fooled by the lie... inside he's suppressing...the urges to cry... The paint is a mask...he constantly wears... ...to cover his feelings...that nobody cares.. hearing the laughter...as he perform... Read more

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OUR RIVER....

poem by Frank Hornby .

"I'm watching our Great River flow back out to the sea... I'm so proud of the River Mersey...it means so much to me... If it wasn't for our River...Liverpool just wouldn't be here... the world would be the loser...as it's so much l... Read more

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THERE COMES A TIM...

poem by Frank Hornby .

"There comes a time...as we all know... when it's our time to leave...when it's our time to go... Just where to?...nobody knows... ..is it up in "heaven"...where the milk, and honey flows?.. Or do we lay forever...ashes scattered ... Read more

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1956..a new era

poem by Frank Hornby .

"Families arrived...from the Liverpool slums... ..most with Mums 'n' Dads...some with just Mums.. Kirkby was the place...to start a new life.. only ten miles from Liverpool...possibilities were rife.. Lots of young kids...with hou... Read more

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A CHRISTMAS WISH....

poem by Frank Hornby .

"Close your eyes little children, quietly drift off to sleep, you will awaken in the morning, to find your presents in a heap. Christmas Eve, so calm, so tranquil as the snowflakes gently fall, sleigh tracks on the rooftops, eviden... Read more

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TRULY BLESSED....

poem by Frank Hornby .

"My life has been blessed, with my beautiful daughters Sharon, and Michelle, I'm so very proud of my two girls, "my Sherbie," and "my belle," my special grandchildren also, Rachael, Jack, Charlie, and Joe, and great granddaughter H... Read more

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Another perfect d...

poem by Frank Hornby .

"We'd walk about a mile up the East Lanc's road...leading to the back of the Kraft, it was a magical place where we all played...explored, and always had a laugh. It was just behind the Cheese Factory...like a wild nature reserve...... Read more

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"Well played son"...

poem by Frank Hornby .

"A simple game of football, just a kick about with "me dad," a treasured boyhood moment, a moment I never had. An arm around my shoulder, saying, "Well played son," those three little words of praise, are what memories are built on... Read more

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The Deeper the Lo...

poem by Frank Hornby .

"Many, many years ago, when I was just a boy, I met a special girl, she brought me so much joy. Mary was still a schoolgirl, so beautiful at just fifteen, I was two years older, she was the best girl I'd ever seen. Mary grew up in... Read more

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Forever Autumn...

poem by Frank Hornby .

"I keep the memory of you, and me, deep down, deep inside, each time I think of you my mum, I'm filled with love, and pride. You had no choice, you had to go,...now, and then I shed tear. A piece of my heart is missing, because mum... Read more

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A Cavern Dream....

poem by Frank Hornby .

"There they all were, five lads young, and fresh, a raw talented rock band, by the name of Marrakesh. Four guitarists, and a drummer, on the immortal Cavern stage did play, as they sang out, Hey Jude, they just blew us all away! T... Read more

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I Need to...

poem by Frank Hornby .

"I need to return to the days of my youth, fond memories I just have to hold. I really don't like facing the truth, I really don't like growing old. I need to go back every now, and then, to times sadly long gone, I need to hear... Read more

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Words of love...

poem by Frank Hornby .

"Put the kettle on Frank, I'd love a cup of tea," a little bunch of words, mum would often ask of me. "Put the kettle on Frank," she would say throughout the day, it was her favourite little phrase, even our parrot learnt to say! ... Read more