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A Liverpool Villanelle

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 My city has no boundaries
It travels where its offspring roam
My thoughts now shape what once shaped me

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 Old clipper ships and slavery
Are storylines in dusty tomes
A city has no boundaries

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 Twin talismans of heraldry
Keep vigil on the Liver domes
My thoughts now shape what once shaped me

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 Black buildings grimed by industry
Where streets are streams of rusting chrome
My city has no boundaries

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 A boom-time town in ‘sixty three
As frothy as the Mersey foam
My thoughts now shape what once shaped me

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 Then shiny times, with poetry:
The Cavern’s worldwide metronome
My city has no boundaries

7 Leave a comment on verse 7 0 Bill Shankly’s lasting legacy
Led to Wembley, Cardiff, Rome
My thoughts now shape what once shaped me

8 Leave a comment on verse 8 0 My heart still beats, though distantly
For that far place I still call home
My city has no boundaries
My thoughts now shape what once shaped me

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/a-liverpool-villanelle/