The following writers all win books for their winning poems: CYBERMANCS by Geoff Wilson Ten ! Nine ! Eight, seven, six.
Blast off…Urbis !
Look ! No bricks !
Five, four, three , two, one.
Through the glass front and in moments you’re gone
Reach for the sky as you walk through the door.
Head in the clouds on the 21st floor.
Hold on tight as you enter the lift
Up into space as this ship goes adrift
Higher and higher and higher than high
Bigger and better than the London eye.
Off to the moon with the little green men
Maybe back soon but we don’t know when
Back down to earth ?
City livin’?
NO THANKS !
We’re the flippin’ CYBER MANCS ! Next summer (in Manchester) by Paul Campbell It always rains here
Like a million water bullets
plummeting the grounds.
On my way to work,
It clings to my clothes
weighing me down,
Creating a chill
through my spine
As I sit on a crowded bus
Tourists, who hold drenched maps
in t-shirts and shorts,
go red with embarrassment.
At cricket matches,
Packa macs become fashion
Each splash is like a mini explosion
as we listen,
locked together by arms,
under our umbrella. Manchester the magnificent by Chris Shaw Manchester the magnificent:-
Citizens of Tesco eating alfresco on a beautiful summers day
Peaceful, majestic, social, domestic; the perfect place for work and play
No one here worried when developers hurried to create des res from decay
Nobody wept as the city fathers swept the dirty old town away.
A million miles away, just down the road: -
Under the carpet the true city still throbs
No room here for new money snobs
Just the craggy skinned hard faced yobs
The ones with no future, no homes and no jobs.
Welcome to Manchester: -
The airport billboards proudly proclaim
As people move from arrivals to taxis and trains
Is this the right place Dad? The kids start to complain
As they step from the terminal into the rain.
In the ring of the disenfranchised: -
The promises of a bright tomorrow turned out to be a fop
The 24-hour party people don’t dance ‘til they drop
The airport trains pass through and the taxis never stop
The city-break weekend tourists don’t come here to shop.
All praise the new suburbia: -
Where death is so common the bereaved no longer grieve
Where instinctively the people here learn to bob and weave
Yet still the talented dare to dream and somehow still believe
That if they try hard and get lucky, one day they can leave.
And go to magnificent Manchester: -
The place where ultimate greed replaced philanthropy
Where windswept and interesting is regarded as unsanitary
Where free and radical thinking is treated as insanity
Where there’s loads of hard cash but no room for humanity.
The Undustrial Revolution happened here.
Looks like tomorrow - feels like yesterday. City With Heart by Carole Houlston What's 21st century
Manchester's destiny?
Rocketing skyline,
Radiating tramlines,
More culture & art
For the city with heart.
Buildings rearranged,
People unchanged. Manchester by Richard Carter A city is a wondrous place it’s marvels manifold
It throbs with life and people, with stories oft untold
Who fill the streets and buildings too, far more than you can tell
It has it’s own uniqueness in sights and sounds and smell
This isle of ours, this sceptred land, a place of green and plenty
Has many cities in it’s fold but sadly some are empty
They have no heart, they have no soul, the passion isn’t there
And if you wander through their streets you could be anywhere
So what is it that you’d expect a city to provide
That gives you joy and gives you strength and friendship on the side
And where in all the country could such a place be found
Where all the qualities you need are scattered all around
Well there’s a place where you can feel a richness in the air
A place whose people make you oh so welcome everywhere
It’s in the North, It’s in the West, the Romans settled there
Mamucium and Castra gave a name it still does bear
It’s people proud and strong in spirit the best that you could meet
You’ll see them, hear them, meet them as you pass through any street
This city is the place I love, it’s where my life did start
And when I die inside me you’ll find Manchester in my heart Manchester by Marguerite Blackened bricks of factories stand testement to toil,
Echoes of past ages lie buried in the soil.
Surrounded now by promise we approach a golden age
Time placed the book in our hands, it's we who turn the page. MANCHESTER by Bibha Kumar I would like to tell you all about Manchester
A city happened to be in the Britain’s centre
I am proud to belong to this city
Which has old Trafford, united and man city I would like to tell you all about Manchester
Beautiful valleys surround it
River Mercy around it I would like to tell you all about Manchester
Manchester University is the biggest you know
Situated Opposite to famous BBC GMR studio
I would like to tell you all about Manchester
It has modern International airport known
As well as old fashioned tram in the town
I would like to tell you all about Manchester
Only here we find curry mile and Trafford Centre
Such is this land full of so much wonder.
I would like to tell you all about Manchester
It is the land of theatre and museum
Home of Ameer Khan and David Bekham
I would like to tell you all about Manchester
Once it was famous for industry of cotton
Now it is known as the city of rain I would like to tell you all about Manchester
It is the most multicultural city in the nation
Computer was first found here as invention I would like to tell you all about Manchester
It is made of great places like Rochdale, Burry, Bolton and Stockport
And that is why it is called Greater Manchester Now you know all about Manchester. Rejoice! By Simon in Salford The future will be bright,
When everyone learns,
Manchester needs a leader,
Our saviour Gordon Burns. The Future by Jim Wild Who knows what the future holds, where do we go from here
Pleasures, sorrows, joy and grief each and every year
Crippling illness conquered, new one’s taking place
Blessings, curses all heaped up on the human race
The pace of life increasing at a frightening rate
Can’t we stop awhile and pause, sit around and wait
The future will come up to us no matter what we say
Let’s enjoy our time to come and live it day by day. | 
