Football Poets

A team made of heroes and villains by large
A visionary striker a midfield like ours
A goalie with hands that pull down the clouds
A back four like rocks who tackle not foul

Boots packed with passion and built […]

The words of Shankly verbal gold
The Lisbon Lions pure Celtic Soul
Heighway wearing Gabriel’s wings
These are a few of my favourite things

Terrace songs those football hymns
Roar on the lads lose or win
The magic […]

Some will laugh and think you’re mad
Others scoff and say you’re sad
Many stare and look away
Then turn and with a smile say

“Football poetry, what’s that about?”
‘Tis true without a shade of doubt
Shock horror […]

Our French striker
Lean and mean
A Gallic pacy goal machine
He’s tattoos here
And tattoos there
But Oh I love his changing hair!

The early heroes left the factoreis
Forged from coalfields all the same
Took the bus with fans on Saturdays
When football was the people’s game

The standing terrace packed to stanchions
Flatcaps and rattles, […]

Did the spirit of Jeanne D’Arc
Whisper in your ear “Your country needs you!”
Golden boots unpacked the laces picked
The illustrious past caught between studs
And the linament of dreams
The powerful heart yearns […]

Football hero icon true
The finest that there’s been
East End lad with gold for boots
Flesh and blood from dreams

Playing for the Hammers proud
A lad who showed them all
You didn’t need to scrap and fight
To boss […]

I love watching this lad playing in the Red shirt
His passion and enthusiasm beguiles
Like a child who after very few toys
Is let loose in the biggest and best toyshop
In the world and told “fill your boots […]

Sat alone warming the bench
You must be bored son
Watching football more than playing
Mulling over the decision you made
Now the dreams begin to fade and grow old
And there are old dreams
Lining up like penalty […]

There’s nothing quite like it
Consuming and pure
Rolls like the oceans
The Ould Anfield Roar

It’s voice drowned out Wembley
Cardiff and Rome
And the ghosts of Byzantium
From their sleep thrown

In Paris it […]

The summer’s yawn will soon be over
Friendlies played and Champions League
New shirts bought and blown my money
Hopes spring eternal every week

The dreams that spiral down from heaven
Wrapped in names we love to […]

He was wicked our Rushie
The way he could shoot
With a swivel of hips
And a blur of black boots
In his right boot a rhythm
Of passion and soul
In his left boot the Blues
With Southall in goal!

Tomorrow
I dont care if we win or lose
Watching my beloved Liverpool
From my place in the kop
For football is not the most important
Thing in life
Life itself is more important
More precious
And love will always […]

There in the red I’ll be singin and swayin’
‘Neath red scarves and banners gathered are we
Can’t pick us out I am part of the many
For I am a wave in the mighty red sea

The Kopites the 12th man and roar on the […]

Welcome home the Kings of Europe
Glory boys we’ll raise a song
And good to see owld big ears here
Back at home where it belongs
A roar goes up the Kop is singin’
Rafa waves down by the line
Whilst Steven Gerrard […]

Counting the hours down and marking off days
Bought a new scarf and a replica shirt
Fed up with cricket and tennis and golf
Paid up season ticket and ready for off

Dreamin’ of victories and glories to be
A s […]

Will the goals come thick and fast?
And flow like water into wine
Will the joy of those 3 points
Last all season long this time

Can the players give us hope?
And build upon the prayers
Build defences made of […]

Well he ain’t very big
And he aint too tall
But he was giant
When he played football
Now he once was a Red
Know he’s gone to the whites
He stands with Sam
You can sing it twice….Little Sam
Little Saaaaaaam
Little Tiny Sam!

The prayers for those whose lives were taken
Flowers take the place
A word of comfort and none forgotten
For evil came this way
But when the day comes to it rest
And time flows on again
Let Justice be the one who […]

Counting down the hours now
The shirt is clean and ironed
For 6 long week and then some more
For this I’ve pined and pined

A chance to gather with the Reds
The hear the songs again
To watch the red sea roll with […]