Football Poets

games where your stream from the starting blocks
games where you’re right there on top
games where you feel like you’re all systems go
games where you suddenly stop

games where you start like a wild […]

Well I’m quite keen on football,
As keen as anyone.
Out here I follow Genoa,
In England Everton.

I’ve never had a problem
With lapping it all up,
But now we have reached Overkill,
It’s all getting […]

it’s starting to get pretty close now
it’s getting right down to the line
and the moment this Glasto is over
it’ll be Women’s Euros time
for a festival played with a spirit
and whether we rise or we […]

a quarter of a century
it’s been a space for you and me
a pitch for creativity
the home for football poetry

at twenty five years on we stand
with laptop phone or pen in hand
to share with words that […]

Start your journey at the Platform One Café,
Coffee and croissants and Katie and Rick,
3 tables, 6 chairs, a trunk, 15 railway puzzles
(Always one on the go for travellers with a brief encounter),

Sundry […]

“What’s in a name? That which we call a rose,
By any other name would smell as sweet.”
So says Juliet in her Balcony Speech.
And when we hear or read it, most nod and agree.
Only I beg to differ. Con […]

A Magpie, a Cockerel, an Eagle and a Liver Bird
Flew off with four trophies this season
But I can see no connection to cup #5
Within the bounds of avian reason

Yet all hail Ice Cold Palmer
Who got us all […]

A winning team
that brings a beam
to our faces

And all the travels
far and wide
bringing us to so many places!

Athens
Astana
Heidenheim
Copenhagen
Warsaw
Djurgarden
Wroclaw

So ’tis geography i’m […]

It was thirty years ago today,
In a very merry month of May,
We’d been playing all year long with flair,
We were slicker than young Tony Blair,
So we’re calling just to remind you,
That we’re able to […]

You may be a miner working down a pit.
You may be a rock star playing sold out gigs.
You may be a fireman putting out a blaze.
You may be an inmate chalking off the days.

But you gotta support […]

The Reds were celebrating,
All primed and set to party.
They thought they had the match wrapped up,
They’d reckoned without Tarky.

The game was drawing to a close,
Just seconds on the clock.
The […]

I will follow thee where’er thou goest.
Be thou in highest place or in lowest.
Runn’st thou the swiftest or the slowest.
When autumn leaves fall, when fruit on branch groweth.
When reaper reaps, when […]

the way he’d glide majestic’lly
like some young whippet running free
who’d tear defences clean apart
in classic red the beating heart
of that great line up of the day
the times that I saw Denis play

a […]

“Hoots mon, there’s a moose loose aboot this hoose
Hoots mon, it’s a braw, bricht, moonlicht nicht”

Boots on, and run amok
Me and the gang, and sous-chef shock!

Boots on, and awa’ thrae the grass
Me and […]

They said we were ungrateful,
When we sacked Allardyce.
I dread to think what folk will say,
Now that we’ve dumped Sean Dyche.

But football is a business,
There is no place for ruth.
If you can’t […]

Do you recall Everton back in the day?
In years long gone by, before Ninety-Five?

Up front we had men who could stick it away,
Like Bill Dean, Bob Latchford, McKenzie and Gray.

Our midfielders shone […]

Back when I lived in Blighty,
And went to football Grounds,
I’d sometimes hear a mocking chant
Around the place resound:

“You’re supposed to be at home.”
Away fans they would sing,
When their team was two […]