Frank Hornby .

poem by Frank Hornby .

"As two six year old cousins, doodled with drawings on their small bed, eventually, from somewhere deep inside their creative young heads...a weird, and strange cartoon "creature," took shape on the page, "it" only had one hairy l... Read more

poem by Frank Hornby .

"It's my birthday today....I can't believe that I'm sixty nine! Apart from a few creaky old bones, honest trust me, I really am feeling fine. I've got all my own hair, and still have my teeth, but a few unwanted inches on my tum...m... Read more

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

poem by Frank Hornby .

"Kissed by an angel, no better feeling on earth, to be kissed by an angel, last felt at my birth." Read more

poem by Frank Hornby .

"Creeping across our proud City, so quietly in the dead of night, spinning her web so silently, don't look up you might get a fright! Then when it's time for her to feed, down onto the streets she will crawl, one unlucky drunk, is ... Read more

poem by Frank Hornby .

"Round, and round the garden, like a teddy bear, one step..two step, tickle under there. To make your children laugh, would make you laugh too, and this lovely tickling game was what we used to do. On the palm of their small hand,... Read more

poem by Frank Hornby .

"Is there really a need for...Thus, Thee, and Thou? I don't see the sense in ...when? where? or how? Who cares if you're...born, live, or die? Who hears when you...breathe, laugh, or cry? What's the reason for...then, here, and no... Read more

poem by Frank Hornby .

"On the cruel wild plains of Africa, the Cheetah lives from day to day, under the heat of a burning sun, cheetahs prowl for unsuspecting prey. Survival is an instinctive ability, evolution gave them pace, and unbelievable agility. ... Read more

poem by Frank Hornby .

"Lying on the grass, after another game of football, those are the days I just love to recall. Cotton wool clouds, drift across a warm blue sky, Ah, I'm a teenager again...so vivid in my minds eye. One of my mates nips across to o... Read more

poem by Frank Hornby .

"As the daylight of a new day, dawns slowly on the hive, the population awaken, and gradually come alive. it's time to go to work, it's time to gather food, It's a busy day ahead, making honey for their brood. Off they go in their... Read more

poem by Frank Hornby .

"Why do people complicate life? When life is so easy to live, instead of constantly...take! take! take! Why don't we just try to give? As only a speck in the Cosmos, our importance is way below zero, our World could explode at any ... Read more

poem by Frank Hornby .

"As our bodies slowly age, there are a few noticeable points, like gradually fading eyesight....and too many aching joints. Looking closely at each other, we often hear ourselves say, "are you alright love?... are you ok?" Tablet... Read more

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

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

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

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

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

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

poem by Frank Hornby .

"I'm sitting here quietly thinking...as now quite often I do.. recalling the crazy things...that we'd all get up to.. smiling with memories...of the good times that we had.. the mischievous fun...when i was just a young lad.. Hitc... Read more

poem by Frank Hornby .

"There he was, a little boy and his young mum... abandoned by his father...not knowing what was to come... Sharing a house with his cousins...but it wasn't his home... playing in the cobblestone streets...with a freedom to roam... ... Read more

poem by Frank Hornby .

"Sir Paul McCartney...a musical genius for sure... gave the World an amazing sound...just never heard of before... Turned on my Generation...simply blew all of our minds.. took us all on a long road...that still continually winds..... Read more

poem by Frank Hornby .

"Why wasn't it important...to let me know why?.. I wanted my mum...each night I would cry... Why was I here?...what did I do wrong?... I wanted to go home....that's where I belong... Fazakerley cottage homes...a place for children... Read more

poem by Frank Hornby .

"I've just seen this lovely girl...I haven't noticed her before... I feel she is "the something"...that I've been hoping for... She was nearly Sixteen...I was about two years older.. She looked absolutely gorgeous...I wished I coul... Read more

poem by Frank Hornby .

"Uneasy with being too happy...because for me I knew that soon it would end.. My head was a tangle of emotions...trying to smile, and sadly pretend.. nobody knew of my problems inside...my secrets I just couldn't confide.. I was a ... Read more

poem by Frank Hornby .

"This place is where I came to from Liverpool...when just a seven year old boy.. This place holds so many good memories...this place gave me so much joy... This place is where my love for Everton...began to take a hold... This plac... Read more

poem by Frank Hornby .

“I have a strange feeling...I’m nearing the end.. I’m not going to lie...I’m not going to pretend.. I’ve lived my lifetime....over three score, and ten... enjoyed most of my days...wouldn’t want to start over again... ... Read more

poem by Frank Hornby .

“I grew up from the gutter...in Toxteth, Liverpool 8.. by the time I’d reached nine yrs old...I’d learnt how to hate!.. A drunken Irish seaman...was nominated to be my “Dad”.. ...off would come his leather belt...but the ... Read more

poem by Frank Hornby .

"You came to me...during my darkest days... you showed me love....you changed my ways.. you picked me up ...when I was down... you made me smile...took away my frown... You were my girl...who became my wife... you were there for ... Read more

poem by Frank Hornby .

“As I walk through the Valley...in the Shadow of Death... I gather my thoughts...and calm down my breath... It’s when the value of life...becomes ever so clear... as the Shadow gets darker...I lose all sense of fear... ...beca... Read more

poem by Frank Hornby .

“Morning Mr Roberts...how are you feelin’ today my old mate? The council have sent me...I’ve come to fix your backyard gate.. “I’m not too good today Frank...”I’m not going to pretend.” “My breathin’s getting wo... Read more

poem by Frank Hornby .

"I'd always had doubts, that I was your son, but I never understood the wrongs that I must've done. I never saw any love, that a real dad would show, and to be called son, that's a name I don't know. An arm around my shoulder, a r... Read more

poem by Frank Hornby .

"Mike, Billy, and my youngest brother Paul... It's been many, many years...now sadly I don't know you three at all.. With my fading memories of growing up...as us four young Kirkby lads.. ..and eventually I did find out...that we h... Read more

poem by Frank Hornby .

"I was good at lying in my world of secrets, and self pretence, because living with my shame of an adopted name, to me it all made good sense. So whenever the lads would talk about their dads, I'd make my excuse, and go, I couldn't... Read more

poem by Frank Hornby .

"Twelve, nearly a teenager, so that's where she's at, both quiet, and shy, but there's nothing wrong with that. A pubescent young girl, looking cool, and moody all the while, keeping a straight poker face, and withholding a smile. ... Read more

poem by Frank Hornby .

“We began our ascent on the steep llanberis path, and within minutes my Achilles ‘tweaked’ ouch! I thought, “you’re havin’a laugh!” Celebrating our Charlie’s 29th birthday, at this moment in time, I never expected a... Read more

poem by Frank Hornby .

"Across Ribblers lane, up and over the old iron gate, we all jumped into the farmers field, careful not to step into the smelly cowpats, keeping my two eyeballs peeled. Then we legged it across the wide open grass, To play down ... Read more

story by Frank Hornby .

"Can I tempt you sir?..purred the scantily clad woman, with a sexy twinkle in her eyes, "go on, you know that you want to...be a devil." She was right, I really did want to, but something was holding me back...Then suddenly I couldn'... Read more

story by Frank Hornby .

"The wind was getting stronger, it was almost like a hurricane outside, the shutters rattled violently, it felt like very soon the roof would be ripped off! His screams grew louder, and terrified he huddled alone in a corner, and pr... Read more

story by Frank Hornby .

"The ruthless sniper fixed his innocent victim in his sights, "I can't miss from this distance he thought...just one shot, that's all I need," He'd been planning this murder for months, now that his chance had come, he wasn't goin... Read more

story by Frank Hornby .

"I really had been lucky, I'd managed to avoid capture for six whole years, but eventually my luck finally ran out. Here I was completely surrounded, and trapped like a rabbit caught in the glare of headlights, there was no escape. My... Read more