Sharon Jones
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Sharon Jones published a poem on the site Football Poets 1 year, 10 months ago
It’s like coming home
Opening the fixture list
Checking who we play first
Then looking when we play them blue noses
The hopes and dreams new season bring
Ignite my soul as I count down to that first g […] -
Sharon Jones published a poem on the site Football Poets 2 years ago
John Lennon
He wore a red and white scarf
But did not play much football
And when he raced across Strawberry Fields
He ghosted between the spaces of childhood
Slipped unnoticed behind the gaps
Where nothing […] -
Sharon Jones published a poem on the site Football Poets 2 years, 1 month ago
How much money do you really need
Is it market forces or just plain greed
How many Ferraris in the drive
The constant snort of I ME MINEWhen will your pot of sporting gold
Manifest in terms of stay or […] -
Sharon Jones published a poem on the site Football Poets 2 years, 1 month ago
There’s a war in Yemen
But does anybody care
There’s a war in Yemen
Near a million disappearedAlan Shearer makes his comments
Ukraine’s plight has left him shocked
But he sings a different toon
For […] -
Sharon Jones published a poem on the site Football Poets 2 years, 1 month ago
We are romantic about football
Eulogising our heroes
Those chivalrous gallant knights of the pitch
But when the smoke of love disperses
And we look and see
Those football boots of clay
Caked in the mud […] -
Sharon Jones published a poem on the site Football Poets 2 years, 1 month ago
Kelleher steps up
Alisson sits on the bench
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Sharon Jones published a poem on the site Football Poets 2 years, 2 months ago
“Guess who’s been on Match of The Day?”
“You have in yer big shorts!”
‘Anarchy in Timperley’ the soundtrack of
My teenage years
Frank and his fantastic shopping trolley
The genius of a paper Mache […] -
Sharon Jones published a poem on the site Football Poets 2 years, 2 months ago
Your eyes shine
Like Mané through
Your lips as red
As Gerrard’s boots
This Ring of Fire Allez Les Rouges
My Kenny Dalglish my Ian Rush
You trap my dreams
Nutmeg my soul
You’re Shankly’s words […] -
Sharon Jones published a poem on the site Football Poets 2 years, 2 months ago
On the outside of football boots
We recognise branding and logos
And crave those stripes or swoopsWe believe that by wearing these artefacts
Of rubber and plastic
Our feet will be transformed
And we […] -
Sharon Jones published a poem on the site Football Poets 2 years, 2 months ago
Sculpture is the art of stripping away
What does not need to be there
Cutting away what is not necessary
Idols
Addictions
CompulsionsSo that we see the beauty
That was always there, hidden within […] -
Sharon Jones published a poem on the site Football Poets 2 years, 2 months ago
Like Michelangelo’s David
We are entrapped in stone
Waiting to be freed
To set foot upon those playing fields
Unfettered
ChildlikeJust a ball and a patch of green grass
“Football’s such a simpl […] -
Sharon Jones commented on a poem on Football Poets 2 years, 3 months ago
It’s weird to see it happening, especially when you consider the price of tickets at PL games. So much action often happens in the final 5 mins!
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Sharon Jones published a poem on the site Football Poets 2 years, 3 months ago
I wonder if these people
exit the stage before the last act
leave the cinema before the final scene
start sentences that are left wordless in the air
turn off the road before reaching the destination
open a […] -
Sharon Jones published a poem on the site Football Poets 2 years, 3 months ago
THE PRESENT
These old bones
Rattling tackling moaning groaning
Inch invisibly
Along the inevitable roadTHE PAST
Kennedy, McDermott, Keegan
The Kings of Rome
Bob’s ghost
Those Durham vowels […] -
Sharon Jones published a poem on the site Football Poets 2 years, 3 months ago
No doubt that Bill
Would eager thrill
To the fire of Salah’s fame
But I think like me
He would yearn unapologetically
For the game
From whence he came. -
Sharon Jones commented on a poem on Football Poets 2 years, 3 months ago
Boss poem Lee.
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Sharon Jones published a poem on the site Football Poets 2 years, 3 months ago
Rock & Roll & Football
Two halves that make one whole
The terrace throng we sing along
God bless this mighty soulThe Game is nowt without the fans
That pulsing swaying roar
Of songs & chants the shards […] -
Sharon Jones published a poem on the site Football Poets 2 years, 4 months ago
It’s just a game
Not life and death
We know this old refrain,
A leather ball
A muddy pitch
And childhood, once again. -
Sharon Jones published a poem on the site Football Poets 2 years, 4 months ago
“Football” said Bill Shankly
Is a very simple game”
Life and Love and Poetry
Methinks should be the same! -
Sharon Jones published a poem on the site Football Poets 2 years, 4 months ago
1980, 16 years old, and when not at Anfield
I would be posited in Probe Records
And once when deciding to buy an old vinyl of The Cramps
Pete Burns muttered “good choice that”
And I floated down Mathew Str […] - Load More
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Welcome to Football Poets -- a club for all football poets, lovers of football and lovers of (alternative) poetry. Discover poets in every league from respected internationals at the top of their game to young hopefuls in the school playground.
Publish your football poems here and then discuss them with your team mates and fans. We're archived by The British Library, so your masterpieces are in the safe hands of a world-class keeper. What a result!
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23rd April 2024 at 4:03 pm
Hi Denys
With you all the way on the abolition of FA Cup replays. What are they doing to the game?
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23rd April 2024 at 3:59 pm
Hi Crispin,
Yes sorry mate. Villa are still in Europe. Mistake rectified.
Cheers
Joe
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20th April 2024 at 12:04 pm
Hi Joe
Shouldn’t your title read your poem Farewell Europe England to everyone exccept Aston Villa ?
I know you mention them in your poem , but I do feel sorry for Villa re the national press .
Largely ignored. the hype was was all about Man City & Arsenal with a bit of a nod to the Hammers..but hardly a mention of Villa..
So well done to them
C
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19th March 2024 at 8:00 am
Hi Crispin. Chris Sutton on the radio has gone for a Chelsea v Coventry final. As we know anything can happen in the Cup, and I reckon we can go to the final.
We’re still in with a chance of the play offs too, so lots to go for.
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19th March 2024 at 7:41 am
Hey Kev
Let the masses drool over their odds on City v Unted Final, but who knows how pressure can hit.
Cov and Chels will be rightly labelled as having no chance..but hey …stranger things have happened..
so Chelsea v Coventry…that’s the Final for us!
Best
C
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29th January 2024 at 10:03 pm
Hi Crispin,
How are you doing mate? Yes, you’re probably right but hey football is all about emotion and passion and I just love writing about the game. I try to keep my poetry to a reasonable length but there’s so much to write about the game and its literature just lends itself naturally to poetry. Sometimes I just get completely carried and I do apologise for the length of my poetry but it’s a great thrill to be associated with Football Poets.
Cheers mate
Joe
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10th January 2024 at 7:52 pm
You’re right of course Joe but…..it’s actually more of a big welcome break for everyone who is not into Premier League ..I’m talking fans of EFL National League and below…..
Btw …is this actually your longest poem ever !?
Best
Crispin
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8th January 2024 at 4:45 pm
Thanks!
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8th January 2024 at 10:42 am
There’s something so evocative and nostalgic for football fans the world over, in ‘revisiting’ old lost grounds.
Occasionally some remnants remain, with perhaps part of a wall or part or a stand or thre shape of a terrace, but often they are only still there in faded images and in our heads..
Great stuff Graham
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4th January 2024 at 10:13 am
A great idea and well executed. Thanks Graham.
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