from Formby beach <br /> <br />the ship on the horizon <br />sails onto the palm of my hand <br /> <br />on the bridge <br />they feel it tilt slightly <br />as I reach out <br />so far as the marker-buoys <br />and into the river-channel <br />at the Mersey-Bar. <br /> <br />in this greyist season <br />acting without reason is.... <br />just ask Gormley's Iron Men<br /><br />Stephen Brian Brady<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/into-liverpool/
