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The blue side of anguish

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 I’m just on the blue side of anguish,
right next to the No Crowd Hotel.
in a ground where the empty seats languish
and the weeds grow surprisingly well.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 The scoreboard is no longer working,
the turnstiles are starting to rust.
In the shadows, a gravedigger’s lurking,
though the shaft of the handle is bust.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 The dressing room mirror’s in shatters,
the clock on the wall chimes thirteen.
The ghost of despondency clatters
where laughter once coloured the scene.

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 The odour of gangrene’s unpleasant –
it twitches the veins on your face.
There’s no future, no past and no present –
we’re the ones who have lost football’s race.

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 I’m just on the blue side of anguish
down here in this dungeon so dark.
And here we will suffer and languish
till the good times light up Tolka Park.

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Notes

Sorry, Eds. Just catching up with a few of this year’s poems. Shels back in the First Division and doing rather well.

Editor Note: No apologies Peter …great poem…..
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Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/the-blue-side-of-anguish/