Football Poets

a sports psychologist, Professor Mark Williams, has studied Wayne Rooney’s smart soccer moves,
and compared his abilities to that of a Grand Chess Master!
He was quoted :
“Intelligent game-reading skills are due […]

Poor Merse
has a curse
an addiction
no valediction
in sight
try as he might
the demons return
money to burn
and time to kill
looking for a buzz, a thrill
it’s not funny
all that money
gambled away
yet he’ll […]

Who is Shrillvia? what is she,
That all our swains, swoon to her command?
Holy, fair, and wise is she;
Heaven help a response to our demand,
That she might more admirèd be.

Is she kind as she is unfair?
For […]

There was a time,
When I was just a spectator
A real hard-core, blinkered, no-nonsense,
Concentrated, non-distractable footy fan
A slouch
On the couch
Beer filling belly
As I kept up with tradition
In front of […]

aliens weeping
at rumours sweeping
inter-galactial crews;

a man-child, whose
reputation precedes
contractual needs;

is outer space
the only place
to get a game?

or are the same
temptations calling
this […]

like Jack and Jill
they climbed the hill
but all that came tumbling
was rhetoric and rumbling

no broken crown
just Shearer’s frown
as the big head plaster
didn’t make him any faster

on they trot
and each they […]

they’re springing up everywhere
this growing band of football poets
from flower power, to budding youth
from the withering, to the know wits

like pigs in muck
quills playfully toil
nurturing such special […]

can you imagine
if we sent up into space
certain footy elements
to represent our human race

as well as Chopper Harris
i’m thinking Hunter, Smith and Jones
but would the lack of gravity
prevent the crunching of bones?

knock it about
knock it about
keep communicating
call and shout

knock it around
knock it around
play keepball
on the ground

play to feet
come and meet
possession counts
so keep it neat

give and go
give and […]

Nautical, taut tickle
Naughty, porty
Rivals and new arrivals
Ring out the chimes, bring in new rhymes

Lennon
John and Yoko
kneel before no-one
yet give peace a chance
east meets west
a love-in
before adoring crowds
at one, together

Lennon
Neil
given no peace
loved
by celtic crowds
but bigotry intrudes
and […]

when the clocks go forward …
I wish I could go back in time
that I was still a player
and not just a jouster with rhyme

an annual event
every year’s the same
the clocks advance an hour
and some are late for the […]

War! Good God
What is it good for?
Absolutely nothing!

War!
What is it good …
gooo on my son, score!
Rats, missed again

War! Gott in himmel
What is it good … tor!
Unbedingt nichts!

Coup! Mon dieu
What is […]

War! Good God
What is it good for?
Absolutely nothing!

War!
What is it good …
gooo on my son, score!
Rats, missed again

War! Gott in himmel
What is it good … tor!
Unbedingt nichts!

Coup! Mon dieu
What is […]

I started out this morning, als autobahn
now I’m up in the clouds
flying over Tehran
bringing to mind burqa’s, veils and shrouds.
Left behind : die wetter kalte, und das fussball
now, I’m looking down from on […]

A story is filtering through
To a land far, far away
Something of a pickle, or maybe a stew
Stirring afoot, about they who couldn’t play

Its not the muscles that flex
But the legendary hairdryer
The target […]

business trip, toodle pip
family man, missing, all the hugs and kissing
hotel room all alone, international dialing tone
hotel room all alone, crying down the phone
hotel room all alone, if only I had known
hotel […]

There is no rain
There is no grass
Such little enthusiasm
And thus no pass

ok, so the game is played, somewhere
for I’ve seen results
but there is no clamour;
the cricketers hog the limelight
they’re the ones, […]

Flying in, over Frankfurt’s suburbs
for a night time landing;
looming below
dark belts of blackness
split, by spidery patterns
a disentangled web
of sparkling beams;
and in amongst the twinkling stars
of street […]

Sunny days, oh where have you gone?
I get the strangest feeling, when I hear this song
Why does it always rain on me?
Is it because I missed a goal, when I was seventeen?

Even when the sun is shining
And I’m […]