Poems tagged ‘England’
England are out!
England are out
Semi Final: Croatia 2-1 England
Until Russia eighteen
Its been Charlton and Lineker
With his first ever England goal
We now add Kieran Trippier
Chance after chance
England sloppy on the pitch
Croatia sense blood
One one by Perisic
Croatia up the tempo
There’s still time for a glitch
Three Lions look jaded
Final nail by Mandzukic
11 07 18
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© Emdad Rahman
“Extra! Extra! Read All About It…
A sallow, inflatable prez
May (sic) think he’s some sort of a ledge
During a presidential visit to Trumpton this week
But he don’t come across
Like the sharp bit of M an S cloth, whose simply been boss
In The Soccer, tuned in with the fan on the street”.
WC2018 Day 23 – reflection
From laps to lapse
So what happened?
What went wrong?
What was it killed our anthem
Our unifying song?
Was it because
I watched it in a different place?
Or that you
Didn’t wear your lucky shirt?
Was it that we grew
So over-excited
That we forgot the 52 years of hurt?
Was it that we didn’t shout loud enough?
Or that we didn’t care?
Was it because we were wearing waistcoats
That didn’t match our hair?
Or was it just
Two lapses of concentration
From those out on the pitch?
For all our unstinting support
Was it just a case of, aberrant mental glitch?
Defenders that switched off
At vital moments?
Tired legs and aching lungs
Depriving the brain
Of a scintilla of oxygen
That slowed the mind
And dulled reaction time
When danger beckoned?….
Twas not to be –
An outcome fecund.
Great Expectations. It’s Looking Good.
Tis a hard one to swallow I know
Though the after match manners
Of three wannabe OTT managers
In the ITV studio, helped soften the blow.
So…we’re out, beaten, dusted an done
But…all down to the waist-coated one
We’ve experienced a month in the sun
Of hope, where before there was none.
Time to pick ourselves up, dust ourselves off
Get our show back on the right road
After bearing witness to this little lot?
Anything is possible…we know.
No Time Now For Tears
no time now for tears
we went further than we hoped
so much to applaud
from euphoria
to the first cold light of day
let us not be sad
time to stand up proud
chances come and chances go
we will learn and grow
margins are so fine
in control then all at sea
but how close we came
well done to the fans
sacrificing everything
just to make it there
whatever you say
England filled a Summer month
with such hope and joy
tumble dried and out
but with so much faith restored
thank you for it all
what a ride it’s been
you made football come alive
you brought passion home
in the end we know
we exceeded wildest dreams
we can build from this
one image remains
England clapping all their fans
singing back to them
WC2018 Day 23 – out
Croatia 2-1 England (aet) haiku
Waistcoat Wednesday
We came. We saw. We costumed.
Defence unstitched
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Down the tube.
Is this the end of the line for Southgate?
Nah.
Cockfosters.
Early morning hopeful haiku
The tension rises,
So does the thermometer,
And so will England.
Past-Present
BELGIUM
“La roja de Martinez”
is what Spain
were once
CROATIA
“Vatreni”
is what HUNGARY
with PusKas were once
ENGLAND
Three Lions is what
Netherlands were once with
Edgar Davids
FRANCE
Les Blues is
what Yugoslavia were once
with Dejan Savicevic Dejo
WC2018 Day 21 – haiku
ENGERRRRRRRRLAN!!
England 2-0 Sweden; haiku
Harry scores the first
Familiar name on scoresheet
Maguire not Kane tho
Dele Alli heads
Ball nestles in onion bag
A much needed goal
For every goal
Millions of pints go
Flying through the air
In total control
Is this really England?!?
Nation loving it!
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Croatia 2-2 Russia; haiku
Penalty shoot-out
Modric and his merry men
Croatia stun hosts
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Better than World Cup haiku
Cave Divers are go!
International Rescue
For Wild Boar FC
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Wild Boar FC
Need a goal or two –
Not the ball nestling in the net
But short term targets to keep hopes up
As the water rises, knee deep;
“my favourite food”
“not too much homework please”
“don’t forget my birthday”;
Now it’s taking true teamwork
To get everyone out alive
Divers and experts collaborating
While tv reports elaborating
On the plans and attempts so far…
International Rescue for real
World Cup Dream
I dreamt I won the World Cup,
For the England team.
I didn’t need ten other men,
It was just me, in my dream.
I showed eleven Brazilians
how the game should be played.
I scored three and they scored one,
and history was made.
My name was all over the papers
And all over the TV.
There was a rumour that, Anne Hathaway,
had fallen in Love with Me.
But it ended all too soon you see,
as soon as I woke up,
I found I was in my Bedroom
There wasn’t a World Cup.
But we’re in the Semi Final now,
So It doesn’t bother me.
As Harry Kane, and the other players
Can make this a reality.
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27th November 2024 at 5:55 am
‘You’re Supposed To Be At Home’ is an excellent and moving poem Denys.
You start off thinking it’s just about another oft-sung chant, one we personally heard a lot last season throughout our second relegation in a row here at Forest Green(FGR) ! I always love poems where you think they are saying one thing and then they suddenly pull you deeper to somewhere or something else else.
I’m currently helping in a local school for FGR in a voluntary capacity using football to help young students with reading. At an upcoming session we will tackle racism, just like we did in workshops at football schools and grounds when we first started this site 24 years ago. I’m gonna try and weave your poem into a session.
We’ve added it to the Anti- Racism/Kick It Out section under Crispin’s Corner.
Best C
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26th November 2024 at 1:59 pm
Great poem and great to see you back Wyn.
Don’t leave it so long next time my friend!
More please.
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13th September 2024 at 6:14 pm
Welcome to Football Poets Beth
Great evocative poem Beth….
More please !
Haiku always welcome.
Hope we (FGR) get to play you again soon
Best
Crispin
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26th July 2024 at 6:25 pm
Great poem Mike Bartram. Eddie was a legend, affectionately known in Liverpool as, “the first hooligan.” Even the hoolies were well dressed in those days. The amazing thing was he was only 26 when that picture was taken. He’d played for Everton youth team and was well known to the players. He never got arrested. They threw him out and he climbed back in, just in time for Derek Temples winner.
I used the picture of him being tackled to the ground on the front cover of my book, “Once Upon a rhyme in Football.” It’s worth looking on youtube and finding the re-enactment of the Wembley scene. Frank Skinner and Baddiel went around to Eddies home in the 1990’s and acted it out on the green outside. It’s hilarious, especially all the effort they put in to get Eddie sober enough to shoot the scene.
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10th July 2024 at 6:07 pm
Hi Crispin,
I don’t know if you’ve see the picture in social media today…
a picture of a teenage Lionel Messi cradling a baby in Africa as part of a photoshoot…. the family had won a lottery to have their baby pictured with him….
the photographer has just revealed that the baby is actually in fact Lamine Yamal!!!!
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26th May 2024 at 2:30 pm
Hi Denys…
Re Man City:
OK it was 20 years ago but Criag Wilson did write this and a few others on them back in 04/05.
BTW I’m more Forest Green Rover since 2014 (and Chelsea) these days . I drum and am a standing season ticket holder .
Best
Crispin
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29th April 2024 at 2:47 pm
Hi Denys,
Yes Richard Williams you’re a brilliant wordsmith, my friend. When I first saw your football poetry I thought it was the superb Guardian sports and music writer. I once had the honour of sitting next to Richard Williams while at the Independent on the sports desk. He writes about music and sport with immense knowledge and authority. I’ve read a couple of Richard’s books recently. Great writer rather like you Richard Williams the Pompey fan. Congratulations on promotion.
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28th April 2024 at 5:59 pm
Thanks Denys. Yes your replay poem was superb.
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26th April 2024 at 4:46 pm
Nice work, Joe. You were quick off the mark with that! Good one from Richard Williams too I see.
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25th April 2024 at 7:33 pm
Hi Denys,
Thanks mate. I’ll do it now.
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