Poems tagged ‘New Season’
You’ll never guess.
You’ll never guess
It isn’t conjecture
Guess work
Surmising on
What could happen
The land of hyperbole
Could be the truth
It’s happened
Ladies and Gentlemen
Stunning announcement
Another new face
At the London Stadium
Time to go crazy
Celebrate indefinitely
Dance around lamp posts
Rejoicing in street parties
Claret and blue klaxons
West Ham reveal new signing
Hold the back page
Brace yourself in Barking
and burst open the bubbly
In Dagenham
This is an epoch making
Moment
As momentous as that
Pivotal day at the end
Of this month in 1966
When Sir Robert Moore
Wiped his hands on purple
And then lifted the World Cup
The Jules Rimet trophy
In the safe keeping of West Ham hands
For Bobby was home grown
And now we discover that
Flynn Downes grew up with
Claret and blue in his blood,
Soul, breathing in the Upton Park
Ozone layer
Heart beating with all those
Lovely palpitations when Sir
Geoff scored, Pop Robson
Wheeled away in delight
In familiar goal scoring attire
Flynn Downes
He glided nonchalantly
Away from the other Swans
But then came home
To be among his claret
And blue brethren
Suddenly the floodgates
Could be about to open
In Stratford’s grandest abode
We couldn’t possibly tell you
Where? How? or Who? Flynn
Downes is the West Ham
New kid on the block
Unknown and obscure
But now thrust into the
Full glare of Premier League
Prominence, poised
And yet it can’t be denied
He sounds like a throwback
To the days when
Young blood would pass through
The Upton Park portals
To little fanfare and questions
About identity and whereabouts
Unheard of, unheralded
Brentwood born
Where once Sir Trevor Brooking
Settled his mortgage and laid
Down his perfect tools of
Craftsmanship and England
Were privileged for so
Many years
So Downes a boyhood Hammer
Essex in his genetic make up
Destined for glorious deeds
Hopefully, maybe encouragingly
The finest of them all
In years to come
On You Tube you discover
Uncanny resemblances to Declan
And Bobby, upright, imposing as
The London Stadium itself
So it’s Flynn Downes for a couple of
Million, a few bob as they say
In the modern vernacular
Now for the indecisive Jesse
Lingard, dithering and delaying
Perhaps more concerned with
Hollywood multi million dollars
On fields of America
David Moyes
May we heartily suggest
Youri Tielemans or Sarr
From Watford
Far more inclined to
Don the Irons claret and blue
Jesse Lingard
Some would call him
That typical football mercenary
With designs on the American
Brand and franchise
Hanging out with the Yankees
Strike one with baseball
In his ears and eyes
But to all Hammers
Feverishly anticipating
Flynn Downes
Here lies the potential
Of the best signing of the
Summer
Still 23 and a spring chicken
Coltish and receptive to
The guiding principles of
The West Ham academy
David Moyes
Your supporters await
Another set of diamonds
And rubies, fresh, eager
Buoyant, committed to the
Cause.
This has all the makings
Of a season to remember
You never know.
A new season approaches…
And what we live for….
gobsmackingly gorgeous goals
testy tenacious tackles
freakishly flighted frees
cunning curling corners
perniciously potent penalties
wickedly watchable wins
pithily poetic punditry
majorly marvellous miracles
tangibly transformative tactics
satisfyingly sassy substitutions
cheesy cheerful chanting
and all around
top to toe….
world wide wonderment!
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joe morris
4th May 2024
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2nd May 2024
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26th April 2024
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25th April 2024
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23rd April 2024
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23rd April 2024
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22nd April 2024
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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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25th April 2024 at 1:56 pm
Thanks Joe,
you might like to write a poem yourself on the same subject…
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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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