Denys E. W. Jones
I was born in 1962 in England. In 1984 I moved to Genova, Italy, where I work as an English teacher. As you can see from my poems, I support Everton and Genoa. Occasionally I write poems on themes other than football and if you are curious, you can find them on Poemhunter.
Poems by Denys E. W. Jones
- Phew!
- Farewell to A
- Where There’s Life There’s Hope
- Frankie Lampard’s Blue and White Army
- The BBC hoped for an Upset
- When We Were Losing One-Nil
- Bent on Revenge
- Addio Carlo
- The Monkey
- Squeaky Bum Time
- Don’t Sell DCL
- For Club and Country
- Dies Vini Rosarumque
- Who are you, Cazoo?
- Postponed by Corona – Limerick
- Closed Doors
- Dead and Buried
- Nineteen Ninety-Five
- Sweet Success
- Ancelotti’s Blue and White Army
- Mr X’s Blue and White Army
- Blue and White Army
- With God on Their Side
- The Years Slip By
- Marco Silva’s Blue and White Army
- It Could Have Been Us
- England’s Number One
- Russian Campaign
- Big Sam Allardyce’ Blue and White Army
- The Prodigal Son
- Ronald Koeman’s Blue and White Army
- Football and Brexit
- Leicester City Champions
- Ticket Prices
- The Cost of England’s Exit
- England-Italia
- Rob Martinez’ Blue and White Army
- Thinking the Unthinkable
- Foot Fan Station
- The Nightmare is Over
- A or B?
- Just a Thought
- Behind Closed Doors
- Piermario Morosini
- Who are these People?
- Limited Resources
- A Thousand Fathers
- The Viola in Yellow
- In the Mists of Time
- The Seven Sorrows
- In your Pomp
- Don’t Go to the Match Today
- In the Land of the Yak
- When the Final Whistle blows
- England, where are you?
- The Bus Fare to Kirkby
- How will I survive?
- Fabio Capello’s Red & White Army
- When I saw that Ball go in
- Filled with Blue and White
- Like the Shirts!
- Feed the Yak!
- We want a Sugar Daddy!
- Hammer and Tongs
- Ten Thousand Poems Shining
- We all are Evertonians
- The Fair Weather Supporter
- A Day to Celebrate
- We are Genoa!
- Hey Hey we’re the Toffees!
- May Day at Marassi
- Reality Check
- We won’t go to Kirkby
- Nine Thousand Poems Shining
- Fat Contract
- Thirsting for Revenge
- Fifteen Euros
- Oh Come All Ye Faithful
- I saw a crafty Striker
- White Hart Pain
- Black Cat White Cat
- You can’t win ’em all
- David Moyes’s Blue and White Army
- No-Hope Football Team
- The Blues are down the Pub with Moyesy
- He’s not There
- A Ticket for the Match
- I wanna be a Gaffer
- Four Stars
- My Old Man’s a City Gent
- Datemi (Give me)
- Homeward English Soldiers
- For us the Bell tolls
- Back in B!
- Eight Thousand Poems Shining
- Don’t mention the War!
- We won’t go all the Way
- Bang the Drum, Hang out the Flags
- Bring on The Shots!
- Imagine
- Bluenose Blues
- I blame Thatcher
- Le cose che fanno la domenica (Things that make a Sunday)
- The Causes
- A Horde of Football Fans: A Poem of Abuse
- Now we can concentrate on the League
- A Reply to Eddie Gibbons
- The Only Bluenose?
- When
- The Thought Goal
- My Strange Football Dream
- What I got for Christmas
- What a Difference a Year makes!
- All I want for Christmas
- The Source of Wisdom
- In My Executive Box
- My Beautiful Replica Shirt
- Go, Go, Go, Bobby Latchford!
- Onward Blueclad Soldiers
- Bluenose in Exile
- At the End of the Day
- Calciomania (Footballmania)
- A Taste of Europe
- The King of the Gaffers
- Let’s see some Fairplay, Boyo!
- My Father’s what’s known as a Gaffer
- Hallelujah, I’m a Fan!
- Top-Notch Kawasak’
- A Futile Resolution
- Strachan feels the Strain
- A. B. F. C.
- To a young Fan asking stupid Questions
- Match Days
- A Defence of Football Poesy
- The Prince of Buenos Aires
- Addio alla B (Farewell to B)
- Will you come to De Ferrari?
- No particular Place to go
- The Spaniard and The Scot
- Are you watching, Silvio?
- Vent’anni fa
- Glory Glory William Ralph Dean
- Europe, here we come!
- No Way, José
- Come in and make yourself at home
- Money can’t buy Success
- Up There with the Big Boys
- Down among the Dead Men
- The Armchair Supporter
- The Penaltytaker’s Lament
- Anyone for Pizza?
- The Scarf My Father Wore
- Come off it, Ref!
- The Substitute’s Lament
- Rafacabana
- Don’t go changing, Duncan
- Senhor Mourinho expounds his Philosophy
- Eleven in the Mornin’
- The Lamentation of the EX-Footballer
- Who’s gonna open the Scoring?
- When we were winning Two-Nil
- I saw Nothing
- To My Unknown Idol
- Stick to the Football!
- The Red and The Blue
- A. B. M. U.
- Anyone but Man U
- While we were conquering Europe
- One-Nil to the Chelsea
- The Terrace Chant United
- Wailing for Wayne
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Latest Comments
27th April 2022 at 10:01 pm
Many thanks for featuring my poem. It’s been one hell of a journey but for all the bad times I’m still here supporting my home town club. Play Up Sky Blues !
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27th March 2022 at 11:36 am
Re: first verse of ‘My dad’ by Joe Morris..
Great words Joe…Moving.
It also reminds me, of all the people that I’ve been with in my life that just didn’t get football at all, full stop. So basically you never mentioned it, unless you enjoyed dumbfounded stares or extensive yawns! .
People who I talked with at length , often on their level, about loads of other stuff we both loved and like you basically everything but football!
This coincdentally included my strange dad : David Thomas : a brillant bohemian beatnik CND and Peace loving artist. He was someone who, being a very young writer and artist myself , with whom I could have had and shared so much stuff in common, but who I only finally met when I was 15.
As a result, and with the over-riding presence at atmosphere of his new partner and new step-son, I only actually got to see him intermittently very briefly for around 20 years, before he passed on..
Your poem also reminds me of John Lennon’s words from the song ‘Julia’:
Half of what i say is meaningless,
but i say it just to reach you..”
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26th March 2022 at 7:04 pm
Haha, thanks Crispin, I hope you can at least see your pie well enough to eat it!
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26th March 2022 at 6:58 pm
Great imagery Joe …but I struggeled to read it in the fog at first…
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24th March 2022 at 9:28 pm
Looks like FGR are going up as champs Crispin ? A season is the proverbial rollercoaster ride, up and down and twists and turns. As Greavsie said ” It’s a funny old game. ” We love it though. ⚽️
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24th March 2022 at 9:12 pm
Tell me about it Kev…!!!!!
Great emotion …just how we’re feeling here in leafy Glos!
best C
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22nd March 2022 at 10:18 am
…Fan is short for fanatic.
Empires fall. Football’s
nowhere near
as important
as life and death…..
Great words Greg..keep on …best… C
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28th February 2022 at 9:10 am
‘Roman holiday’ … good line, Joe. As a Chelsea fan, I can’t get my thoughts together on all this yet. I suppose it would be nice to write something before the Big One drops
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18th January 2022 at 9:21 am
“Are you – and this is the most important –
wearing your lucky pants?”
(from ‘Reasons Why You Lost’ by Joe Williams)
ALWAYS JOE!
But when it’s cold like tonight at FGR v Mansfield its the Lucky Long Johns..
Rave on Lucky Pants.
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11th January 2022 at 10:21 pm
It’s weird to see it happening, especially when you consider the price of tickets at PL games. So much action often happens in the final 5 mins!
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