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Sharon Wilkie-Jones

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    Williams flips the bird
    Nae rockin’ robin more t*t
    Putin on the ritz!

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    Maradona magician with a neat sleight of hand
    Moore quite immaculate the emperor commands
    Beckenbauer libero the pitch in his boots
    Zoff a colossus even Caesar salutes
    Deschamps so graceful gave sight to the […]

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    The man in black
    “The Octopus”
    with the feline vertebrae
    whose elastic muscles flexed
    with lithe perfection
    to slide through skin
    into legend
    smooth
    like the decadent slide
    of a jazz trombone.

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    In 1930 the World Cup was born
    And its birth pangs sang its joy
    Jules Rimet the midwife and nurse
    The victors Uruguay

    The strength of Meazza and Monti shone free
    1934 in the glory that was Rome
    Zamora and […]

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    There were so many roads home
    For the brilliant Belfast boy
    But the only real home for this
    Dazzling swaggering wee genius
    Was upon the football pitch
    For here, and only here,
    Let loose on those Elysian […]

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    Football welcomes its battlers
    And they more than most fire up the terrace choristers
    Honest graft and the steam of sweat wrung out from the hard-won match worn and torn shirt
    And that there caustic […]

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    You speak of Kant who said
    ”Man must be disciplined, for he is by nature raw and wild..”
    Citing pure reason with deference, but
    I tell you of Cantona whose raw passion
    Nailed the pitch
    “To be is to do” […]

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    I cannot speak of other hearts
    The tears the joys the loss
    I cannot name the unknown ones
    Nor count the cost
    What is gone the sights the smells
    The sounds that taste forgot
    The meek the mild the often […]

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    I have lived out my life drenched in football
    By the games that the Reds won or lost
    And I have valued those days of my youth
    But I have never measured the cost
    I had long thought the butterflies flown […]

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    Give us back footballers of a different breed
    High flying skills aye, but take back the greed
    Wearing the shirt for the pride not the fame
    Kids out on the parks not a PlayStation game
    We reclaim our clubs […]

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    Sharon Wilkie-Jones‘s profile was updated 1 month, 4 weeks ago

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    Football is mausoleum sans fans
    The stadiums mere hollow caverns of bricks and mortar
    An abyss of deathly silence
    And then on match day it’s sheer umbilical
    The very concrete quivers with excitement […]

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    The beautiful feral wild creature that is the terrace,
    nothing like that swaying wall of unadulterated noise
    the big wide hungry heart that gives and gives again
    breathing life into the game

    And it’s not […]

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    With silver bullets in his boots
    He gets the crowd up when he shoots
    He twists he spins he sways and swoops
    He’ll grab a brace of goals the noo!
    Along with Jackson, Clark, McConn
    You know he’ll score ano […]

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    sharon wilkie-jones commented on a poem on Football Poets 2 months ago

    Football lives in our hearts, not our heads Crispin, and it nudges its space alongside our other more important loves.

    Love, that auld devil called football, is our respite, response and reason, and each page […]

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    sharon wilkie-jones commented on a poem on Football Poets 2 months ago

    Thanks for those words of encouragement Crispin.

    We go to Lochgilphead Red Star Fc games here in Argyll, just a wee walk from our home.

    I always want Liverpool to win, club of my heart, but the prices priced me […]

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    We’re easily pleased us football fans
    We don’t dote on silver and gold
    Just a player who puts in a decent shift
    And every now and then a half decent goal

    We love the blokes who huff and puff around the pit […]

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    The town is culture to a core
    Blue or red through Lennon’s door
    The Cavern stage is set to see
    Another saint, so let it be
    The snarling wisdom, sarky verbs
    My teenage years summed up in verse
    Yea A […]

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    Footballers are immortal
    They live forever
    In the memories of goals
    And the most sublime of passes
    Re-created from the archives of youth
    They race like Gericault’s colts across the pitch
    With our dreams […]

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