Music - Walking In Liverpool Poem by Paul Warren

We took the train from London to Liverpool
Getting up early in the morning was the rule
A journey of two and a half hours on the train
As England you’d expect in the drizzling rain
Finally we arrived at Lime Street station
Walking the Beatles streets at their creation

We walked on down to the Mersey River
And saw the ferry with passengers to deliver
A photograph with the statue of Billy Fury
They say it all started for the musical jury
Then to the Beatles Museum we went
And saw all their things in time well spent

Get on the bus for the Magical Mystery tour
To Penny Lane in that songs allure
To Strawberry Fields next to Johns home
Climbing the fence for company to comb
Then to the quiet one George’s Council flat
And the house where drummer Ringo lived at

Then to Paul’s place where in his bedroom
He played his guitar and the girls did swoon
The last stop of the day was Mathew Lane
Where John was leaning in his continuing reign
Down to the Cavern Bar where they played
With the music I felt as if I could have stayed

To know the footsteps I was taking
They had strolled in their legend making
And knowing that my music choices made
Were there for me and wouldn’t fade
So back to Lime Street for the train again
To mull it all over in my mind’s blend

© Paul Warren Poetry