Peter Goulding
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Peter Goulding commented on a poem on Football Poets 3 years, 11 months ago
Hi Crispin,
Many thanks for that. I’ve actually changed it back because I feel the more ridiculous it looks, the more Ogden Nash it is! My own personal choice, others may disagree. But I appreciate the thought. Cheers
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Peter Goulding published a poem on the site Football Poets 3 years, 11 months ago
Whenever the World Cup comes around, you can bet your bottom dollar that many’ll
Plump for Brazil in this super-hyped, global quadrennial,
Supposedly playing their football with an infectious j […] -
Peter Goulding commented on a poem on Football Poets 3 years, 11 months ago
Sorry everyone. Away on holidays and not very good at the computer stuff anyway.
I had thought I was commenting on Verse 2, Lines 3 and 4. The whole poem is done in rhyming couplets – I was merely commenting on […]
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Peter Goulding commented on a poem on Football Poets 4 years ago
The rhyme at Lines 3 and 4 is a bit dodge, Crispin???
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Peter Goulding published a poem on the site Football Poets 4 years, 1 month ago
Protect us, Lord, from former players spouting
their clichéd tripe when some team’s had a routing.
Whether they’re on radio or tweeting,
they know why this or that team took a beating
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Peter Goulding published a poem on the site Football Poets 4 years, 1 month ago
Eight years old and through on goal,
the striker understood his role.
With cool aplomb, he tapped it round
the keeper and then went to ground.
The goal a-begging but he chose
to emulate death’s final t […] -
Peter Goulding published a poem on the site Football Poets 4 years, 1 month ago
There’s airtime to fill, column inches to write.
There must be new headlines from morning to night.
We must be the place where the lads get their kicks,
where the mono-dimensional fan gets his fix.
No matter t […] -
Peter Goulding published a poem on the site Football Poets 4 years, 1 month ago
I heard them curse the lack of silverware,
those diehard fans from lonely Ross-on- Wye,
still yearning hopelessly for football’s heir.I gazed upon the concrete bridge to Skye,
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Peter Goulding commented on a poem on Football Poets 4 years, 1 month ago
Lovely internal rhymes there Crispin. And I agree very much with the sentiment, although I reckon there’s plenty of room for improvement!!
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Peter Goulding published a poem on the site Football Poets 4 years, 4 months ago
For six-year-olds, the training’s done –
they’ve run and passed and passed and run
and dribbled slow around red cones
with just the minimum of moans
and learnt the art of ball control
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Peter Goulding commented on a poem on Football Poets 4 years, 4 months ago
A very fine and considered poem on the great malaise of the modern game. Or one of them, at least!
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Peter Goulding published a poem on the site Football Poets 4 years, 6 months ago
Orange leather footballs in the snow,
when struck with force from some attacker’s toe,
would sting but you could never let it show.Arctic troughs could change the status quo
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Peter Goulding commented on a poem on Football Poets 5 years, 7 months ago
Andrew, that saver/engraver line is terrific!
My only comment about the subject matter would be that whenever the likes of Tony Currie or Rodney Marsh got into the England team, they seemed to get dragged down to […]
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Peter Goulding published a poem on the site Football Poets 5 years, 7 months ago
The ‘i’s are dotted, ‘t’s are crossed
and Tolka Park appears lost.
The football ground will pay the cost.
Financial targets? Sure, we never met them.Shels will go and share with Bohs,
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Peter Goulding published a poem on the site Football Poets 5 years, 8 months ago
I miss the old clock at the Ballybough end
that used to run slow when we had to defend.
We’d play to it, pray to it,
some folk would swear at it.
And when we conceded, we’d voice our despair at it.But oh […]
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Peter Goulding published a poem on the site Football Poets 7 years, 3 months ago
There doesn’t seem to be a clear pace-setter,
careering through the fixtures with incision.
There’s not one club that seems a whole lot better
than all the other teams in the division.
Everybody’s waiting to se […] - Load More
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3rd July 2022 at 9:36 pm
Thank you Sharon, same to you.
bestest
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1st July 2022 at 8:53 pm
Good to see you are still writing your wonderful football poetry John. All the best.
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30th June 2022 at 8:30 pm
Thank you Clik. Football like Christmas never fails to take us back along the corridors of childhood.
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24th June 2022 at 3:05 pm
A simple pleasure.
And crafted beautifully.
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27th April 2022 at 10:01 pm
Many thanks for featuring my poem. It’s been one hell of a journey but for all the bad times I’m still here supporting my home town club. Play Up Sky Blues !
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27th March 2022 at 11:36 am
Re: first verse of ‘My dad’ by Joe Morris..
Great words Joe…Moving.
It also reminds me, of all the people that I’ve been with in my life that just didn’t get football at all, full stop. So basically you never mentioned it, unless you enjoyed dumbfounded stares or extensive yawns! .
People who I talked with at length , often on their level, about loads of other stuff we both loved and like you basically everything but football!
This coincdentally included my strange dad : David Thomas : a brillant bohemian beatnik CND and Peace loving artist. He was someone who, being a very young writer and artist myself , with whom I could have had and shared so much stuff in common, but who I only finally met when I was 15.
As a result, and with the over-riding presence at atmosphere of his new partner and new step-son, I only actually got to see him intermittently very briefly for around 20 years, before he passed on..
Your poem also reminds me of John Lennon’s words from the song ‘Julia’:
Half of what i say is meaningless,
but i say it just to reach you..”
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26th March 2022 at 7:04 pm
Haha, thanks Crispin, I hope you can at least see your pie well enough to eat it!
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26th March 2022 at 6:58 pm
Great imagery Joe …but I struggeled to read it in the fog at first…
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24th March 2022 at 9:28 pm
Looks like FGR are going up as champs Crispin ? A season is the proverbial rollercoaster ride, up and down and twists and turns. As Greavsie said ” It’s a funny old game. ” We love it though. ⚽️
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24th March 2022 at 9:12 pm
Tell me about it Kev…!!!!!
Great emotion …just how we’re feeling here in leafy Glos!
best C
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