Poetry: Soccer 8 Articles

by Paul Curtis

CHELSKI Chelsea have won another match They beat city two goals to one They were a goal down though Before they got the job done Joe Cole scored the equaliser Shot form twenty yards or more It took one or two defl...read more

by Kathleen Gilligan

To someone who has never played, it's very hard to explain. The feeling of the wind rushing by you, as you dodge defenders on your way towards the goal. A step-over here, and a cross-over there. And then it's just ...read more

by Mohamed Salman Faris

Drogba walked out, Terry slipped, Anelka lost confidence, their faces deep in pout, upon shoulders of giants they stood, yet lost they did, remains of a trophy stricken team, they represent, upon shoulders of compa...read more

by poeticpenguin

Eric Eric, Magnifique, Graced the ball with his feet, People out, of their seats, Applauding like fire, Ongoing desire, The talent so pure, Makes you want more, A twist and a turn, The grass starts to ...read more

by Clarissa C.

Kick, pass, cross, goal. Trip, slip, fall, roll. Soccer is an active game. It is not for those blind or lame. The game is not only for fun. The happiest team is team that won.read more

by Amanda Renyard

I go and watch the match on a saturday afternoon With my football scarf and a rattling rattle i can join in the game Yes he scores i stand up and shout and roar its getting too much to bare Its half time a tasty hotdog...read more

by Rhys Jennings

Penalty there's a lot of suspension as i felt the tension, one goal away from winning i put the ball on ground i walked back 5 nd 3 to my right as i looked up and ran with my might my foot connecting it was in ...read more

by Russell Bentley

Passion is a feeling that grows n grows n grows two great teams are on the pitch psyched up and ready to go. 20,000 reds and 20,000 blues each start to taunt each other, the mouths are dry the tensions high the ref he r...read more