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Paper planes

Peter Goulding

Sunday, November 20th, 2011

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 The crowd’s collective roar
made the paper planes soar,
some crashing into the stand,
others reaching the pitch
and landing smoothly, which
elicited a big hand.
How they circled and soared,
our long-held dreams on board
before coming in to land!

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 Defying all the odds,
we sit up with the gods
and sing loud that old refrain
of Olé, Olé, Olés,
pre-empting summer days
in Poland or the Ukraine.
The Irish spirit sings,
borne on the fragile wings
of each tiny paper plane.

© Peter Goulding 20th November

Notes

Another poetical exercise, I’m afraid. This time, the Balassi Strophe, specific rhyme scheme and syllable count.
My nephew Emmet and I got to the Aviva for the match earlier than expected and spent a good hour making paper planes from the green bits of paper that had been left on the seats. We weren’t the only ones

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/paper-planes/