Daffodils I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o’er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host, of golden daffodils; Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. . Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the milky way, They […]
New Year What can be said in New Year rhymes, That’s not been said a thousand times? The new years come, the old years go, We know we dream, we dream we know. We rise up laughing with the light, We lie down weeping with the night. We hug the world until it stings, We […]
October Poem The month of carnival of all the year, When Nature lets the wild earth go its way, And spend whole seasons on a single day. The spring-time holds her white and purple dear; October, lavish, flaunts them far and near; The summer charily her reds doth lay Like jewels on her costliest array; […]
Pippa’s Song The year’s at the spring, And day’s at the morn, Morning’s at seven, The hillside’s dew-pearl’d, The lark’s on the wing, The snail’s on the thorn, God’s in His heaven – All’s right with the world. Robert Browning (1812-1889) . Saturday 1st April 2023 Southern Combination Premier Division Steyning Town 1 Jack Barnes […]
Saint Valentines Day Massacre . What did I ever do to Dorothy Prewitt? She sent me a heart with an arrow right through it! So … if she wants war (well I didn’t begin it) I’ll draw her a heart with an axe buried in it! . by Philip Waddell Wednesday 1st February 2023 […]
The Football Pitch that Dad Built . Dad made a football pitch in our back garden. He mowed the grass Marked it out with creosote And built the goalposts. They had real nets. . He painted the posts white Just like on Match of The Day And sent away to a special company for the […]
Touchline Shouting Touchline shouting, that’s all I ever hear, I’m so confused and filled with fear. I’m only ten years old and football should be fun, But with all this noise I don’t know which way to run. “Get back in defence!” my manager shouts. Dad shouts, “Get up front and deal with these louts!” […]
Soccer . When I hear the whistle It’s like a cannon Giving the signal for the game to start A war between warriors With a victory on their mind With the aim of bypassing the keeper, Getting the ball inside the goal The ball touching the net Setting off the crowd Hearing the screams From […]
Our Teacher’s A Football Fanatic . Our teacher’s a football fanatic. It’s all that he has on his mind. He listens to games on his headphones, and frets when his team is behind. . He jumps up and down with they’re winning. He screams when they fumble a pass. We know we’re supposed to be […]
In honour of my first visit to Larkhall Athletic, and in remembrance of fallen soldiers from The Great War, I re-produce this poem was which part of the official programme for their match against AFC Totton (see below). The Lark From Wrath-red dawn to wrath-red dawn The guns have brayed without abate; And now the […]