At the Match
I set off at the usual time,
With steps rehearsed, a ritual rhyme.
I park the car where I always do,
But the emptiness lingered, sharp and true.
I walk to the ground, a familiar path,
Chat to friends, exchange a laugh.
Old faces, and new, their spirits bright,
Yet shadows fall in the fading light.
A drink, a bite, the pre-game cheer,
The hum of hope is loud, sincere.
I find my seat, my sacred place,
But feel the void of your absent grace.
The whistle blows, the game’s began,
The crowd erupts, two roaring clans.
Goals and tackles, joy and despair,
But my heart senses sadness in the air.
Win, lose, or draw, what does it mean?,
When you’re not here to watch our team,
Nothing will ever feel the same,
Without your presence at the game.
Beside me, the seat sits cold and bare,
A reminder that you’re not sitting there.
But as the chants rise, fierce and true,
I remember all those days I shared, at the match with you.
For all those who are no longer at the match xx
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6th November 2026 at 8:22 pm
Excellent poem Ianthe.
Best wishes
Joe Morris
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3rd November 2026 at 10:23 pm
Hi Crispin,
How are you doing mate? I was just curious to know whether you were watching Countryfile on Sunday evening and that programme devoted to your Forest Green Rovers. Great watch.
Best wishes
Joe
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24th October 2026 at 2:31 pm
Ha!! Just brilliant! I can hear this being sung. So funny!
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24th October 2026 at 2:28 pm
I love this verse as I know exactly that feeling of living in a fantasy while kicking the ball as a kid. Makes me wonder what fantasy world professional players live in when they dribble, pass and shoot? Hopefully it’s doesn’t always feel like routine job fired them
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28th July 2026 at 9:40 pm
Hi Denys. Thanks for your kind words. I could have mentioned Dixie Dean but decided not to.
Best wishes, mate
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26th July 2026 at 3:47 pm
Great knowledge of Everton history, Joe.
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23rd July 2026 at 6:54 pm
Hi Jason,
Sorry I forgot to congratulate you on your excellent poem as well.
Keep well
Joe
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23rd July 2026 at 6:43 pm
Hi Jason,
Thanks so much for your kind words about Kevin Keegan, a footballer of legendary status and deeply missed.
Best wishes
Joe
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23rd July 2026 at 12:01 pm
Thank you, Crispin. I will defo encorage my bunch to contribute and will of course clear it with staff room.
Many thanks
Jase
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22nd July 2026 at 6:48 pm
Great poem Jase.
You are a man of my own heart …
And great to hear that you your students poems from our site.
Keep on and more please
if ever some of your students write anything suitable for here and most importantly they give you permission to publish them, you can always do so under your name referencing their names and the school..and year.
Best Crispin
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