Nothing Between Us …Posts

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 let nothing come between us now
wherever we may stand
on grass or stone or garden home
in near or far off land –
let time and nature take their toll
whatever we may use
like helpless fools ignoring rules
we light that endless fuse
a fuse that burns in ev’ry town
where people kick a ball around
on any space where people will
create these posts that stand here still…

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 with any posts come night or day
somewhere people play away

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 from dusk til dawn with what we find
we make these posts to past the time
from wood or metal ropes and string
we make our posts from anything
on bomb-sites in the hardest times
we build our posts that stand so fine
we join them in their windowed shape
with bits of string or sticky tape
however rough however dry
the landscape offers by and by
the tools and surfaces so strange
with which we form and rearrange
our little space our private park
a pitch that has no lines or mark
our goals of junk and bits of stone
two posts upon a field alone…..

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 and from our home each night and day
we’ll run to play and play away

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 behind the shed beneath the sky
we re-create each World Cup-tie
with sweaters, bags and mobile phones
the smallest posts I’ve ever known
on mountain side where temples gaze
on red brick walls from better days
on doors of long gone factories
we make our posts where’ere we please
with chalk or paint they look so nice
I’ve even seen some made of ice
in Africa between the trees
I saw a crossbar made of leaves…

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 and on that land each golden day
those children play and play away

7 Leave a comment on verse 7 0 from Eastern Europe to Peru
on beaches where a branch will do
upon the desert poles in sand
or etched upon some burnt out van
I think of all who ever passed
and played those games on field or grass
and those who stumbled in some ditch
whilst falling on that rocky pitch
or some dark ghetto high rise street
where football drums a different beat
with ragged nets beside some sea
where cold winds blow eternally
in some forsaken snowy hollow
posts will call and you may follow
where like the ball between those sticks
our childhoods dreams are built like bricks
to all who played between these posts
those dancing charging football ghosts
who dance here still and in each land
where-ever goal posts are at hand…

8 Leave a comment on verse 8 0 for posts will beckon night or day
wherever people play away

9 Leave a comment on verse 9 0 let nothing come between them now
wherever they may stand
on grass or stone they rise alone
in near or far off land
let posts be made of anything
whatever we may find
like monuments to common sense
we’ll build them for all time



Again inspired by Neville Gabie’s stunning photgraphic books of goalposts acrsss the world..’Posts’…and ‘Playing Away’

Source: https://footballpoets.org/poems/nothing-between-us-posts/