Football Poets

For Shankly it was Keegan
The apple of his eye
The little man a superstar
A diamond none deny
For Bob one name comes to mind
The greatest that there’s been
The name Dalglish prized from the ‘tic
He is the Anfield […]

What miracles for feet
What poems born from
The golden boots beneath
Southern skies
Upon a pitch blessed
By the limbs of God
Oh fields of fire
Apathy and despair banished
The Northern aristocrats
Humbled and […]

The mighty roar of the Jungle
The old songs of the bridge
The mancs stood at the stretford end
Are nowt compared to this

Its a library down at Highbury
The Toon as quiet as mice
The Pompey lads a credit like
But […]

Football poems
Metaphors for life
Words on the page
Ball on the pitch
Same difference
When the whistle blows
For full time
The end begins
My interest fades
Like last weeks results.

He’s sound our Jamie
Always been the unsung hero
Whilst you know who whats ‘is name
Frank Lampard’s mate
You know the one I mean
Still has his name sung loud and proud
Our Jamie gets on with the business
Of making […]

The goals of Robbie Fowler
So good we named him God
The charismatic Cantona
In whose bootprints none have trod
Dennis for the Gooners
Is a master of the arts
Whilst Henry and Van Nistlerooy
Tear defences all […]

3.06 pm
The clocks stopped
The football stopped
Life stopped

3.06 pm
The Lies began
The Truth fled
Justice hid

3.06 pm
Families were lost
Friends were lost
A city mourned

3.06 pm
A Mother waits
A Father waits
A […]

At Stanley Park God rebuilt Eden
Laid down the hallowed turf
He hailed the faithful in the Kop
And blessed the grand red shirt

He named this garden Anfield
And then God He came to play
But with Ian St John […]

Sing me a song a song of the Redmen
Let all of the Kop Choir rise up and sing
Bill Shankly in heaven with 96 Angels
The toll of the Justice Bell still yet to ring
Names on a wall brothers and sisters
Fathers and […]

In the Kop it was something
To stand with me mates
To sing for our Redmen
Kenny’s goals celebrate
Red scarves and anthems
After q’s out the ground
A fanzine a proggie
A win we’d be sound.

If it’s miracles you’re askin’ La
Then it’s miracles you’ll see
From the magic that is Carragher
To the power of Stevie G

If it’s songs and hymns you’re hearin’ La
Then I’ve the choir for you
Get your arse across […]

By the banks of the Mersey
We’ll be gathering strong
For the lads in the Red
There’ll be many a song

And the scarves and the banners
Will fill the Liverpool sky
Whilst the Angels in heaven
Wipe a tear from each […]

We’ll be gatherin’ cups in May
It’s happy Scousers all the way
The omens good it’s number 5
With faith we’ll keep our hopes alive

So come on you Reds you Mighty Reds
Let’s put the Chelsea dreams to bed
Jamie […]

Kevin lad I “red” your words
You’re right the road goes on
It’s time for Rafa’s Spanish Matadors
To meet again the Man from Matalan

A smashing draw I must admit
We’ll cross the bridge again
Avenge defeats home […]

The Mighty Redmen took the call
Against the Juve gave their all
The Spirit of Rome rose up and roared
For games like this we’re living for

Great Euro nights we’ll add Turin
Our lads have done us proud again
The […]

Kenny’s hips could swivel
Just like Elvis
In a pair of football boots
Blue suede shoes are fine
For dance floors
But not for a footie pitch
Kenny’s hips could turn and twist
Just like Elvis
In Jailhouse […]

A long, long time ago… I can still remember how
His football used to make me smile.
And he knew if he had a chance,
That he could make that terrace dance,
And make the people happy for a while
But September […]

In me Liverpool home in me Liverpool home
4 European Cups and 18 Leagues
And if you want UEFA’S then we’ll show you 3
6 FA Cups all came to Anfield
In me Liverpool home

We meet in the kop end 12th man on the tea […]

Played my footie on the Oval park
Copied the Whites ’til the sky fell dark
Dodged broken glass and the hidden dog turds
Won countless FA Cups on there
After the match would race off down town
Roxy vinyls Grange […]

There’s a player at Wolves
With his boots full of tricks
He can trap he can lob
He can volley and twist

Torments defences
And flys down the wing
Playing wonderful footie
It makes your heart sing

In the world cup […]