Rugby Poems - Poems about Rugby

...I hadn't noticed. Neither had he. No one had said anything. Then mum took note. Black spaghetti round the wheels. Where the lord's supper meets the road. Watching your child on a bike Crum......Read the rest...

... This is a contest no ordinary As you can judge it is about judges extraordinary Especially the ones who overly judge About nothing, in particular, nothing at all They judge simply ......Read the rest...

... O what a time we had, we had a time of it didn't we, you in your stripy flouncy dress and pink kneed splendor, and I dragging a foot behind you, as callow and unrisen as a half-baked pudding.......Read the rest...

...Darling, I’m thinking of getting implants. Right fine, I was going to the gardening centre today, we can go together No, silly, breast implants. You already have two breasts. I want bigger ones. ......Read the rest...

...We dwelt together, one hand on a door handle. Keeping rooms --- a semi-settled living, parents still squatting in our heads, rent due spaces, red buses passing below or above, according to what......Read the rest...

...(Approaching Ingalls Peak, 2012, original oil) Rites of Passage Forty-six years ago, my first winter in the Pacific NW my first winter break at college, I headed out to climb Mt Stuar......Read the rest...

...I got to watch the rugby game, Aussie's we were put To shame..' the wanna-be's did hop and skip.' And lost the Game..Just bit; by bit.' A fumble here and forward passes Poor Eddie Jones, should k......Read the rest...

...These rugby-playing girls - or women, should I say? - are so rough and ready, dashing down that field, conveying that oval ball from this end to that, gritting their teeth. Oh, what might! Su......Read the rest...

...It was a day of chaos The day the pensioners struck, Massed Mobility Scooters moving Forward like a Rugby Union ruck, Blocking all the streets In the centre of town, To all intents and purpose......Read the rest...

...I am young, a tough nut, hard to crack. Thick mud splashes half-blind me. Bones are jostled, pushed into aching flesh. I am spun around and dumped, lifted up shoved back in. A pummeled nose ble......Read the rest...

...My son’s in Dublin, now, for work. Irish travel – what a perk! He’ll only be there for a week But he’s allowed a little peek. Shooting snooker ‘stead of pool; Watching rugby played – how cool!......Read the rest...

...The Rugby World Cup Sevens girls Made Marmite ladies lose their curls Vegemite bossed So England lost Australia went home with the pearls......Read the rest...

...When I was young, I loved sports. ......Read the rest...

...Sydney airport in twenty eleven On route to help Scots go to heaven My son Jeremy at six foot two Cricketer Athlete and rugby man too Big tough man with sense of humour Loves whats real and hat......Read the rest...

...Away the land of the flame tree blossoms Orient blown athwart a yellow moon, to hearken the far sound of dragon drums and ride a Phantom into old Kowloon. To Salisbury Road Peninsula door......Read the rest...