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Love Poems About Football or Football Love Poems
by Daniel Turner |
Categories: appreciation, thanksgiving day,

Thanksgiving Day

Around the grown up table bowed in prayer
Familiar faces etched upon my mind
Back then, I never thought the love we shared
Would be so rare, to be one of a kind

How blessed we were in fam'ly fellowship
When kids would play outside 'til called to eat
We held our backyard football championship
While moms and aunts swapped recipes for sweets

And then we'd form a circle holding hands
Each one would say what they were thankful for
As faces disappear I understand
The love we shared will last forevermore

Thanksgiving Day we'll gather once again
I'll say I'm thankful for my time with them




by Neha Agrawal |
Categories: betrayal, boyfriend, feelings, first love, football, for him, forgiveness,

I didn't hold grudges

I suffered,he laughed
I filled up  his voids, he created mine.
I looked for roses,he gave cactus
I looked only for his heart,he focussed on my body
I healed all those stitches,he gave me wounds..
I ignored him,he started following
I left him,he cried
I didn't hold any grudges,he holds guilt.

by Debjani Mitra |
Categories: computer, cry, deep, feelings, football, love,

SYMPOSIA

A Call for "ROBOTIC SYMPOSIA"
Welcome!..Intelligent Machines. 
Bytes of Chips.. Coded Cuisines. 
Interface Deep Learned Colloquia
 
Pageant of Program-Parade track. 
Sessions of Chess, Poems..Football
Network, Encrypt, Friends Firewall.
Awesome  Algorithms..can you hack?

A Special Theme.. "Learn to Cry"..
Bluetooth the Heart and Brain.
To feel Love, Pleasure and Pain..
...................
 HUMANS.. "Please Don't Apply "


13th September 2018
SYMPOSIA POETRY CONTEST 
Sponsored by Julia Ward.




by Keith O.J. Hunt |
Categories: autumn,

Autumn by the Park

The autumn is singing its song,
  and the birds of love forage in the orange-red carpet,
  'neath the blushing maples;
  the wind is rusty with their warbles,
  and quick song,

The children swim in the ocean-leaves
  and football is roaring in the park;
  they cheer for their Gee-Gees
  and the barbeque wisps,
  and final swims;
  a final balmy hug 'til the rains,
  and cold and snow,
  and a final kiss,
  (though it shall come)
  not this sweet autumn day.



***For Julie Rodeheaver's contest 'Autumn Romance'***




by Rachel-erika Henderson |
Categories: song-lyriclife,

My life is a postcard (song)

Chorus
My life is a postcard
and my dreams are free
Times can be hard
But not with you loving me

It's been a bad day
and I don't know why
I got up this morning
and I wanted to cry
Like a football game
with that one perfect goal
together we are a team
you make me whole


It's picture perfect
my life with you
in all our adventures
in every little thing we do
you are my life
a beautiful piece of art
and I'll never let you go away
and I'll never let us part


Watching our postcard sunset
as we lay upon the sand
you are my everything
so reach out your hand
I wanna hold you close
beneath the skies above
to forever be in this dream
to forever be in love


by Asif Andalib |
Categories: life, nature, people

The Football Match

It’s raining all day!
The kids are playing football –
They just love to play!

by kurtis scott aka curtis futch jr |
Categories: adventure, culture,

I LOVE FOOTBALL

its a game
that can be insane
as they run
to me its fun
to catch it off the wall
I LOVE FOOTBALL

by James Horn |
Categories: humorous, sports,

Round of Applause

Here is my next sports rap poem. Jim

Round of Applause

Already now I must admit
What is it we have to hit?
How about homer with baseball
Not strike three they did call.

Why fool around and always fret
Should kick a goal into the net
Don't continue to turn and toss
Should go at and play Lacrosse.

How about football you will boot
Run and produce a lot of loot
Or hear those in high society
Prefer polo and love rugby.

No matter where chips may fall
God's life in you will be a ball
And who if in always do believe
Round of applause will receive.

WOW. Double WOW, and Triple WOW.

James Thomas Horn
Retired Veteran

by Amnah Alamir |
Categories: deep, football, love, night, paradise, passion, writing,

I Imagine You

I imagine you 
always, for the first time 
burgeoning like an  
arum lily 

Some exotic flower 
falling off the back-end 
of a truck, floating 
with the breeze 
into my hands 

I imagine you 
as I do, in certain dreams 
statuesque in your movements, 
so float towards me 
as a dream, 

I am a non-existent entity 
propelled by your perfume 
and midnight gardens light 

When I imagine you 
eternally, in the mirror 
of my eyes.

by Patricia Lawton |
Categories: football, soccer,

footie

Footie on the Telly.

Footie on the telly, England verses France.
They'll kick the ball into the net then do a silly dance.
The fans they like to chant a song, they love to sing and shout.
Then there'll be roars when England scores, France will lose no doubt.

The crowd all roared as France just scored the score now stands one nil.
Now second half has just begun, England could take it still.
France get another in the net, they've just upped the score two nil.
Were not a team to give up yet, to do our best  we will.
Then we start to feel defeated as our fans have lost their roar.
Then at a glance we take a chance as England shoots to score.

by Jared Pickett |
Categories: inspirational, life

Random thoughts **50** Haiku--Tanka--Haiku

5,7,5----5,7,5,7,7----5,7,5
For Linda Marie's Haiku--Tanka--Haiku contest....

Love for poetry,
savvy. This identity
loves controversy

Football and women,
conversation, love-making.
R & B, Reggae,
inspired meditation,
Four Tops, The Temptations

Taking vacations,
road trips across this nation..
Next stop, the ocean!!!


Jared Pickett
915/2010
Asavvy1

by Ray Dillard |
Categories: death, grief,

The Game

The game is his friend.
Always there for him.
Never turning him away.
Inviting him to visit
And giving him the 
Best seat in the house.
In front of the screen.

It is his sport.
Replacing baseball, football,
Basketball and all others.
It lets him score 
And makes him feel
Like a winner.
Like a champion!

The game is his sustenance,
Feeding his thoughts,
Shaping his soul,
Controlling his mind,
Closing the door to family.
To intervention.
To the world.

Anger grows behind 
Raised brows and widened eyes.
Desensitizing him.
Honing his skills and
Numbing his feelings.
Making him blind to life.
Making death easy.

Without compassion,
Without love.

by James Fraser |
Categories: love, sports

Boys in Blue

Football is my favourite sport
The two below are whom I support
Rangers and Everton, my teams
When they win I so beam
This game of games I import









by Kim Merryman |
Categories: celebrity, faith,

Tim Tebow

Tim Tebow
NFL football pro.
His love for Jesus sets him apart,
as he lives his faith with all his heart.

7/1/16

by Tunaldo Naldo |
Categories: love,

LOVE

Love is gentle
love is kind
love for me is when two hearts combine
it's like a football club
but with only two fans
both should be irrestible and irreplaceable
love each other and make the bond 
unbreakable.
The more you are together, the more things 
you share
the more you find new ways to show you care
love is not a word to say
neither is it a game to play
love doesn't start in april and end in may
love is yesterday,tomorrow and today.

by Amy Wensinger |
Categories: football, humor, sports,

Cleveland Fan

I know of a football team called the Browns
They are the laughing stock of many towns
While their players get smoked
Their Dawg Pound fans get toked
And each week they earn their nickname of Clowns

But I am their fan and I'll always cheer
Through fumbles and losses I'll never veer
I'll keep my head raised high
I'll love them 'til I die
Because after all, there's always next year

by Anindya Mohan Tagore |
Categories: first love, memory, soccer, teenage,

Ten



Way back then when I was just ten
My brain was purely devil's den
All sorts of studies - made me ill
Opened books were my sleeping pills

Started looking at girls - through pane
Way back then when I was just ten
From the elder sis of my friend
Got first love letter - 'was refrained

Playing football was my passion
Wear bell bottom - was the fashion
Way back then when I was just ten
There was Phantom and no Ben Ten

First fight with peers, first taste of blood
First taste of kiss on my taste bud 
I used to live - in a bye lane
Way back then when I was just ten

26.01.16



by Jackie Elston |
Categories: football,

He's football mad

                                        

                               He's football crazy, he's football mad
                                 when season's gone wont l be glad
                                 l knew my fate when married him
                                    THAT passion, l'd hoped
                                       was just a whim !!

ps l do love him dearly though lol

by Nancy Jones |
Categories: football, health, jesus,

Big life questions


What does "I love you" mean?

Why is "does" spelled that way?

Who makes the rules and by what authority?

Where is where?

and the most pernicious (in my experience)

---------------------------------------------------------------

dancy dancy dance dance yippee hoorah hooray

---------------------------------------------------------------

How come????

Seriously.

by Bradley Cox |
Categories: girlfriend-boyfriend, love, sports,

Friday Night Football

Team's playing with all they got
fan's a cheering
cheerleader's freezing
jeff and tonya sharing
blanket and coco
holding hand's and kissing
in the bleacher's
no one keeping score

by Brian Sluga |
Categories: character, community, courage, perspective, symbolism, violence, voice,

Tolerance of Intolerance

Monday aftermath Paris reflecting

terror waging a war

challenging our generation dancing on graves

Paris attacks mindless

blaming ourselves

watching a band

dinner at our favorite café

attending a football match

a death sentence for a simple act

fighting back viciously

multi-cultural societies are in danger

integration taken for granted

liberal beliefs now shine

big hearted acceptance

learning to tolerate the intolerant

faced by fascists

values in contempt

confront this evil

love what's behind you

take a beating for liberty

pursue justice and respect

believe all we love is worth fighting for

by Solomon Ochwo-Oburu |
Categories: relationship, sensual,

I met her during soccer match

ever since that time I met her
during a soccer match
her originally pale love
grows as sweet as football made in heaven
in a stadium designed  for two players
not watched over by any referee


by Matthew Anish |
Categories: football, love, poetry, work,

A Visit from My Housekeeper

   Her I am 
sitting writing a
   poem 
While my housekeeper 
  is bury cleaning 
my apartment
   I feel a little guilty 
 She is working hard 
while I am just 
   moving a pen 
along a piece of 
    paper 
Still poetry 
    is listed as an 
occupation in the Occupational Outlook Handbook 
So I guess I am working, too
   In September I return to work as a
college assistant 
   Devoting the rest of my time to 
the New York Giants, poetry and looking for love

by Dear Heart |
Categories: autumn, football,

Divine Afflatus


Leaves of Autumn, burnt orange, yellow, red,
      gold, strewn on the ground decaying,
         caressed by wild breezes,
           rusty colors wilting,
              crumbling,
              dying.
              I love the smell,
           the veins and patterns,
        and gathering many to my heart,
I preserve them and press them in my books.

------------ September 28, 2016 -------------

Verse

Submitted to the contest, Old or New, 10 Lines
sponsor, Rick Parise

Fourth Place

(afflatus means poetic inspiration)

by madeline peck |
Categories: food, happiness, nature, seasons,

Fall

Oversized sweaters
Perfect for this weather
Leaves falling from trees
Hair waving in the breeze
Cheering at football games
Bonfires with there dancing flames
Stepping on the frozen, cold, hard ground
The wind is the only sound
Stepping inside after being in the cold
Eating fall’s harvest can never get old
So much rain
It's just hard to explain
My love for fall