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Love Football Poems | Love Poems About Football

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Details | Ballad |

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.

Copyright © Neha Agrawal | Year Posted 2017

Details | Dramatic Verse |

Family Grief Family Happiness

   Have you ever written anything without sub combing to tears ?
    My Family portrait in my mind , 2 older sisters , 2 brothers
        My Mother caring about all five in different ways
      Just with Mom & Dad there having the best of Holidays 
     My sisters laying out on the deck of river bank for 4th of July ~
      Listening to " Honkey Chateau " and all by Elton John. 
       music  a great memory ~Disco , Donna summer , Grease ~ Jaws !

     Dad's records to Tony Bennett , Hank W Sr. , Count Basie & Louis Armstrong.
          The music  takes me home in a wagon filled with children and a dog "Lucky "    
      My Older brother , athletic , always fishing & hunting.
                 My younger , my Rock , Swimming and netting for fish,
        feeding our Fat cat Perch off the rocks patiently awaits her food               
       the yelling , slamming of doors ,  tempers Flare , passion 
         Our Parents , passionate love yet passionate Hate .
        After being a Family of Seven , Divorcing their fate ..
         Why did that show " Dallas " bring out the Divorce in all ?

       Scottish ~ Irish ~ French Iroquois ~ Cherokee  
                 No matter what the mix ..Our curse Alcohol ~
          the  Screaming , Drinking , this memory I wish to shut the door on .  
        Going to A & W or making Cheerleading ,The Bears of course~
             Excited in Chicago !  seeing Elton John in the Summer of 1976 ~
        Cubs ,  museum of Wax , Museum of science & History , Pizza !
       Expeditions of discovery ,little brother & I finding arrowheads on the Shore.
             Our Grandparents Faithful Celebrations ! Chiffon cake , Apple strudel `  
        Our Cousins on Holidays , going for ice cream cones , 
          scent of wet rain on oak leaves ~Before Halloween was bought in stores.
           ~ That is the Family I Love ,
                     that is the Family I choose to miss ~    

Copyright © Shanity Rain | Year Posted 2013

Details | Light Poetry |


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

Copyright © kurtis scott aka curtis futch jr | Year Posted 2016

Details | Romanticism |

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.

Copyright © Ammy Avocet | Year Posted 2014

Details | Sonnet |

Love Under the High School Bleachers

Some time ago, within a memory
deep in my dark, and most forbidden past,
when I recall your teaching only me,
there in the dark--with love that could not last!

Nor would we ever have such love today--
such great delight--but wicked from the start,
'tis in the past--and there must always stay,
but just a trace is here--to warm my heart;

so I can call--to mind--if late at night
when love seems not to be what love should be,
and I can feel in me, with great delight--
your love again--your lesson given me.

Here-in I be--still deep in love with you
the half-time of our love I'm going through.
© ron wilson arbuthnot
aka Vee Bdosa the Doylestown Poet

Copyright © Vee Bdosa | Year Posted 2015

Details | Ballad |

Johnny Football

Poetic Lyrics By Thomas Lam Hsi

SAVE FROM Satan...who plays 'all' roles...the devil...the 'Lord Jesus'...
the 'Father'...the 'Holy Spirit'...all 'Other Gods'...and 'alien gods'...HE...THE
IS THE ONLY WAY TO GOD THE FATHER...and to an Actual Heaven!

Johnny...those crystal blue eyes...have never lied!

The day a nation...fell in commotion...I nearly died!

Momma...dropped her pie...and Daddy...he just cried!

Johnny...you never lied...a velvet touch of hide!

Johnny...you're a...Satur-day...special!

The moment...you kicked your heels...was special!

The time you...skipped a rock...'cross three ponds...was special!

Johnny...you never lied...and to me...you're...always special!

Johnny...you got me in your hook...and...forever...in your book!

The twinkle in your eye...the tickets...they all...forsook!

A smile...a flash...a feint...and then...a clever crook!

Johnny...Football...you're my bible...and...then my book!

Johnny...when those velvet hands...take...only mine!

This plastic ring...is only mine...just...one-a-kind!

Beads and lockets...please...just...one last time!

Johnny...you never lied...wow...an all-time high!

Johnny...you'll...lite a nation...another...good 'ol time!

Johnny...you'll...lite my heart...just...one more time!


Johnny...and when...your tired 'ol hands...take...only mine!

This plastic ring...you gave...only to me...was...just unkind!

The smile...in the locket...please...look...one last time!

Johnny...you lied...not I...but if you want...just...one more time?

Copyright © Thomas Hsi | Year Posted 2014

Details | Carpe Diem |

A Visit from My Housekeeper

   Her I am 
sitting writing a
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 
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

Copyright © Matthew Anish | Year Posted 2014

Details | Pantoum |

Like a football in woman's game

Just like football I am going to be chased in life's game by a bunch of ladies as if playing a football match. I am going to be chased in life's game they will rush just to touch me as if playing a football match receiving me gently in the chest. They will rush just to touch me the goalkeeper among them receiving me gently in the chest will give me sure kisses. The goalkeeper among them I am going to love her will sure give me kisses soft like a feather's touch. I am going to love her though I may get occasional kick soft like a feather's touch that is part of the game. Though I may get occasional kick I must forget the pain that is part of the game with so many cute ladies around. I must forget the pain I will be so sought after with so many cute ladies around everyone wanting to hug me. I will be so sought after by a bunch of ladies everybody wanting to hug me just like a football. © kashinath karmakar (27th June 2011) =============00============= Placement:HM (August 2011) Contest:Play Ball Sponsor:Debbie Guzzi

Copyright © kash poet | Year Posted 2011

Details | I do not know? |

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

Copyright © Bradley Cox | Year Posted 2012

Details | Light Poetry |



(To the Elvis Presley
song - Love Me Tender)

Love me tender, love
my football, tell me you
are mine,
For it's you that I do
love - and our hearts
Love me tender, love
football - we are the
Welcome to the Premier
League, we don't 
accept defeat.

Love me tender, we love
you - we mean that oh
so true,
For our O-Posts are 
always there - we rely
on you.  
Love me tender, I do
play, this is my home
For you have been
good to me - creating
such intrigue.
Love me tender, love
football - we are the
champions - 
For my darling I love
you - the darling soccer

Love me tender, love
our game, this is what
we do,
For our darling football
team - you are the 
special few.

Love me tender, love
the sport, the light is
shining bright.
We are playing at 
home today - we do
feel such delight.
Love us tender, love
the sport - for we can't
always win,
For my darlings we
will win - and this is
not a sin!

Love my footy, love
my team, you really
are a dream.
For on the pitch you
do deliver - and 
cause us all to scream.

Love me tender, love
the ref, for he is in
full charge.
He is always booking 
us - for a foul of a 
shoulder barge. 
Love him tender, love
his style, the ref is 
like a thistle,
When he retires from
the game - he'll blow
the final whistle.

Love me tender, love
football, the O-Posts
team are great.
They are up to date
for us - this we 

Love me tender, I'm
in love - with the 
skills of the modern
All the players we
do see - but I do 
not know their name.
Love me tender, love
football - it is a very
rich sport,
When you run out on
to the pitch - the ball
is in your court.

Love me tender, love
the dream - we really
are the host.
The world's best league's
are all on show, thanks
to our O-Posts.

Love me tender, we
love bath time, who's
now pinched the soap?
If we score some goals
today - we can all elope.
Love me tender, love us
true, this football we all
do play,
Never wondering why 
we play - except for our
massive pay!


Copyright © Darryl Ashton | Year Posted 2015

Details | Ballade |


There is something about the Elephant I love very much,
I wish I could cuddle him but I know I cannot,
if they be my friend ,I will play soccer with an Elephant on my side,
I will catch hold of his trunk and he'll trumpet me to victory with pride.

There is something about the Elephant I love very much.
Although he is so big ,he won’t give you a fright,
He lifts up his trunk and blesses you instead,
So different from the Lion and Tiger you meet,

There is something about the Elephant I love very much
He is a pure vegetarian, he won’t kill a mouse,
He is worshiped as God for all his good vice.
If we were to crown the king of the jungle again,
It will go to the Elephant our vegetarian friend

Copyright © Lorna Malla | Year Posted 2017

Details | Narrative |

Women Who LOVE Football - VERSION 1

Women Who LOVE Football
Live with PASSION
Are not afraid to FIGHT
Aren’t afraid to get DIRTY
Know how to put their GAME FACE on
Are always ready to EXECUTE their OPTIONS
Have a sense of PURPOSE
Are STRONGER than they think
Will lose with DIGNITY
And will always WIN with STYLE.

(November 28, 2010 Wausau, Wisconsin)

(c) Copyright 2010 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved, 

Copyright © christine a kysely | Year Posted 2010

Details | Lyric |

Women Who LOVE Football - VERSION 2

Women Who LOVE Football
Are DIFFERENT from the rest
They live their LIFE with PASSION
They love their FAMILY best.

They aren’t afraid to get their hands DIRTY
They are not afraid to FIGHT
They know how to put their GAME FACE on
Attempting last DOWN's under Stadium lights.

They are always ready to EXECUTE their OPTIONS
They always plan to SCORE
They have a sense of PURPOSE
And are STRONGER than they think.

They WILL NEVER GIVE UP without a fight
They always PLAY by all the RULES
They have a positive ATTITUDE
They always keep their COOL.

Women who LOVE Football
Will always WIN with STYLE
And if they ever happen to LOSE
They will always lose with DIGNITY
Leaving their problems upon the FIELD.

(Version 2 revised December 21, 2010 Wausau, Wisconsin USA)

(December 21, 2010 Wausau, Wisconsin)

(c) Copyright 2010 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved

Copyright © christine a kysely | Year Posted 2010

Details | Quatrain |

Jesus loses red card appeal

Dependable Defender Jésus Christ of Nazareth Football Club

This morning lost His appeal for the red card He received

During His side game with the highly rated Pharisees

He’ll  be unavailable for their match against the Sadducees

He was sent off by no-nonsense referee Pontius Pilate

For defeating a host of Principalities and Powers

The Club failed to have the decision overturned by the Jurisdiction

He will therefore be sentenced to death by crucifixion

The ‘Special One’ is to make no comment on the decision

After Herod Disciplinary Committee dismissed the club’s appeal

Jésus offered Himself as a *Sacrificial Lamb* for a collective guilt

On the football club’s recent sloppiness and wilt

The Stalwart Defender's Penalty

Will begin with a physical torture

Followed by carrying a heavy rugged cross

Is the Disciplinary Committee right? Make your gloss


Tony Taylor writes, March 28th…2:17

A typical King Herod Decision!

I think the decision needs a 

Gary Neville writes, March 28th….2:19

Watching Jésus on the field is immensely enjoyable 

This Rock from Nazareth is just unconquerable 

Rashford writes, March 28th….3:15

Corrupt official! Corrupt leader

All they care is 30 pieces of silver

Major Buckley writes, March 28th…3:17



Nana Ama writes, March 28th…..4:17

The decision by ref Pontius Pilate was very harsh 

Jésus triumphed! And He did it with great panache 

Wolf writes, March 28th….5:15

The blame must lay with Judas and McCoy

Surely it’s their fault not Jésus. Sorry boy!

Omar writes,March 28th….. 6:17

You’re an idiot’s wolf!

This Jesus should go play golf!

Crucify Him sir! Crucify Him! I rest my case

Jonathan Reid writes, March 28th…7:17

I personally think Herod can’t rescind the red card

We talking football politics. He didn't tackle too hard 

Leave your gloss in the box below 

Copyright © Gideon Foli | Year Posted 2013

Details | Narrative |

High School Days

We are not perfect by no means at all,
some are too skinny, some are too tall,
I  was always the tallest in my class,
until High school, then I found my match.
5' 7'' kinda tall for a girl,
then I decided, I wanted to twirl,
The football players always kidded with me,
but I knew they were flirting, they really liked me.
My hair was long, and blonde as can be,
they told me not past the shoulders, little Crissy.
I had to pile it up, but it never stayed,
stringy haired twirler, out on the stage.
Now , I think back to those football games,
remembering those memories, of my High School

Copyright © Christy Hardy | Year Posted 2007

Details | Narrative |

Football Burt

So tender in years,
my heart still unhurt,
I remember his name,
sexy football Burt.

All the girls,
would moan, and sigh,
every time,
this hunk passed by.

Not a beauty,
I was tall, and lean,
some called me beanpole,
kids can be so mean.

So unnoticed,
and so very shy,
if a guy spoke to me,
I would nearly die.

My face turned red,
as my heart raced crazy wild,
it happened every time,
a guy would smile.

Then it seemed,
a change came overnight,
my clothes started clinging,
to my curves overnight.

My hair started growing,
and the color changed,
the sunshine had bleached it,
or that was what I claimed.

Enjoying my freshman year
in my mini skirt,
a high school girl,
learning to flirt.

So tender in years,
my heart still unhurt,
I remember his name,
sexy football Burt.

Copyright © Christy Hardy | Year Posted 2009

Details | ABC |

Dream of Maracana

Again the drums of samba
Playing in Maracana stadium
The dream is again in Maracana
As the flags golden Shine
With the sun
at the green in the field
Look this wren in the fly

Garrnicha is the dream

Embraced the blue of the of ocean
He drunk the beams of the sun
Rio is the dream
Dream and the passion of the ocean
In a little wren

Look the wren in the fly
Garrnicha is the dream

See the field is waiting
to make the dream
true and real
So fly Naymo wren
the new Garrincha high

Copyright © Sallam Yassin | Year Posted 2013

Details | Free verse |

Summer Reflection

I remember summers past
My arms around pretty women 
Making love on the beach or in a car 
Summer brings romance in its wake 
The years come and go 
This evening I flipped on my "Festival of Lights:" CD
Soon autumn will come with the NY Giants 
heading off to battle 
and the high holiday services 
which I always used to attend with my father 
He is gone now 
But I'm still here!
The presidential elections are coming, too 
Someone will win  - others go down to defeat 
Our nation survives, friends 
For all its faults  - it is our homeland 
Let us hope love triumphs over hate 
So we Americans can continue to live decent lives

Copyright © Matthew Anish | Year Posted 2016

Details | Senryu |

Gotta Love Wisconsin Football

Gotta Love Football

All Wisconsin Women Do

Beer, Brats, Lots of Cheese!!!

(January 15, 2011  Wausau, Wisconsin)

(c) Copyright 2011 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved

Copyright © christine a kysely | Year Posted 2011

Details | Free verse |

Ronaldo or Messi

I'm sick and tired of the comparisons
If You disrespect one because you prefer the other, you're an embarrassment
They're the greatest footballers of all time you should appreciate them both
Every game, they continue to break records that people once thought could never be broke

Cristiano and Lionel are the best players of my generation
Every time they play they leave me in amazement
Scoring non stop and they continue to break records
They're so good, that it looks like they do it with no effort

Football is just a game to some, but me I'm in love with it
Ronaldo worked his butt off to become how good he is
He was always the first at training and the last to leave
He's been the best player in LA liga and the premier league

Messi has been at Barcelona for his whole career
Give him the ball and defenders facing him start to fear
He will run past them with ease
Its amazing what he can do with his feet

I prefer Ronaldo but I respect both
We should all be thankful we get to see them both play
They continue to break records every day
And always find new records that need to be broke

Both of their stats and numbers are insane
People creating so much ugliness over the 2 best footballers in the game
Give either of them the ball and they will score
They're equally great, it's just about who you like more

I'm sick and tired of the comparisons
If You disrespect one because you prefer the other, you're an embarrassment
They're the greatest footballers of all time you should appreciate them both
Every game, they continue to break records that people once thought could never be broke

Copyright © Alex Duffy | Year Posted 2017

Details | Rhyme |

You treat me like a football

I can’t forget those days baby
No I can't forget at all
When you used to love me madly
When I was only your doll!

You have loose character
I have known it later
It has driven me crazy
Baby I feel so lonely!

Baby I am not bad at all
But you treat me like a football
That’s why now I curse you
But I pray for you too!

Baby now I hate you
As much as I love you
You are like my favorite food
Baby I am not very good!

Copyright © Asif Andalib | Year Posted 2011

Details | Senryu |

We Love Our Wisconsin Football

We Love Our Football!!!

Lambeau Field, The Very Best!!!

Green Bay, Wisconsin!!!

(January 15, 2011  Wausau, Wisconsin)

(c) Copyright 2011 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved

Copyright © christine a kysely | Year Posted 2011