EDENBRAY in EXILE – 23 – the night i discovered football ~ a poem

‘Edenbray in Exile’

A Retrospective Anthology of Poetry, Articles and Essays

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The Night I Discovered Football

(0r the Battle of Stamford Bridge)

Lawman, Bobbie and the ‘Best’

And the soft rain that fell that deep, blue night

I fell out of the sky and the green-striped tiger

Took my heart and pain for the 1st time

On wooden seats where real men gather to dream

I saw Bestie ‘hide’ the ball, he always played 

Like a greedy boy up the park ,while Charlton coursed

The battle-fields of Flanders, Verdun, the Somme

And young Dennis, so cheeky and sharp radiated charm

Like a sidewinder with a venom sting who wore a ‘Colgate’ ring

That night I heard the sound of the leather ball

Heavy with wet rain, like oily sweat and bald shouts

The cloaked-crowd hushed, an army of rabid bees

That caught the odour of burnt wood

As deep as a scarred woman’s perfumed caress

Suddenly I was a man and my heroes sportsmen

Who made a kind of sex on Saturdays at 3pm sharp

Or on nights like these when floodlight-stars sparkle silver-white

Mingle with the stench of burnt onion and bar-room doors open

The shouts of programme sellers, vendors, such honest traders

When we lose our order and our souls

For just the love of a game that can never end 

Even when we remain true and bind our hands to the pole 

Or promise a never-ending virtue women covet



#Authors Note – There now follows 2 Sports posts within the context of EDENBRAY-in-EXILE – The  2nd Edenbray Retrospective Anthology – I am unashamedly – a Sports fan – not quite as extreme as one of my absolute heroes – Ernest Hemingway – who was a great lover of ‘sport’ and in particular a positive advocate for the ultimate ‘contest’ between man and beast ~ The Bull Fight – These days not considered a popular point of view.

Where did that come from?                                                                               edenbraytoday

About edenbray

I am a writer ... a beat poet who began writing poetry way back in 1966 ... 'edenbray is born ugly, wet, covered in blood, mucous & bodily functions, the effluence of my short life' ... I recently published my 1st solo Anthology - the best of 60 years writing - previously I ran my own Art Supplies Store for 40 yrs before I became a full-time writer I am a Blogger who has posted 1,000 poems - available in 24 themed booklets ... please ask for details + leave a 'like' or a comment for my encouragement, thank you so much for listening - I truly value your opinion on my work ~ in fact I literally survive on your creative input ~ edenbray
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