Shark attack Haiku
¶ 1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Poetry in the soul
¶ 2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 Football in the belly
¶ 3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 Soccer’s swimming with sharks
7¶ 1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Poetry in the soul
¶ 2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 Football in the belly
¶ 3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 Soccer’s swimming with sharks
7© Quentin Hay 7th feb 2002
Inspired by last night’s tv documentary on sharks, wonderfully narrated by DJ and football fan, John Peel.
In the program, we learn of the many strange items found in shark’s stomachs, including a football.
On a deeper level, this haiku is about those of us who love the game, who eat, drink, sleep football, versus those that just want whatever they can take, take, take from the game.
Also from tv last night, Chelsea beating West Ham in a 4th round replay in the FA cup at Upton Park, winning 3-2, with a last minute goal from bad boy John Terry. As is the wont of some commentators, we are given the superfluous information in the goal celebrations, that John was born in Barking.
The winning goal Haiku
John Terry
Barking mad(e)
Hammers home his header
I wonder, was he a hammerhead shark in a previous life?!?
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Very accurate indeed!
Palace home for me is always a tough journey as well. From the wilds of west London to Selhurst is a random journey into the unknown.
Lovely stuff for one of the best.
We love him to death down at the Palace.
I’ll post my Roy poem a bit later. You’ve inspired me to finish it.
I’d like to think some of my scarves might get passed down the generations, but can’t see some of the “quality merchandise” I have making much past my son’s generation. They’ll fall apart before he even has kids, I reckon!
Play Up Pompey indeed Richard .
My first ever proper game when i was 10 was Chelsea 7-4 Pompey on Xmas morning 1959, Greavesie got 4.
First visited Fratton Park with Chelsea (2-2) and stood among loads of sailors back in the old Second Dvision early 60s . That’s when I first heard the Pompey Chimes..
Last visited in the mid 2000s to run a football poetry workshop on racism with local young students in the Study Centre you had then at the time.
Had a great chat with some of your fans when you came here to Forest Green last season…
best wishes
Crispin
Cliché heaven or hell..we get it all
Welcome to Football Poets John
Thanks Crispin – noted re the boxer! Never know, perhaps we’ll get Forest Green in the cup… or Chelsea!
Hey Rowan
Tough line up of opening fixtures but werlcome to the National League and to Football Poets.
I’ve often passed your ground but never actually been.
Had to remove the boxert poem , sorry ….only poems about football, though i did read your tenuous link!
best wishes
Crispin -Editor
Don’t worry Apollo, I have examined the evidence on YouTube – he looks great, the real deal!
Let’s Hope for your sake Denys, that he doesn’t turn out to be from La-la-Land!
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