When You Are Old William Butler Yeats (1865 – 1939) When you are old and grey and full of sleep, And nodding by the fire, take down this book, And slowly read, and dream of the soft look Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep; How many loved your moments of glad grace, […]
In the bleak midwinter In the bleak midwinter, frosty wind made moan, Earth stood hard as iron, water like a stone; Snow had fallen, snow on snow, snow on snow, In the bleak midwinter, long ago . Our God, Heaven cannot hold Him, nor earth sustain; Heaven and earth shall flee away when He comes […]
‘September’. Lo! a ripe sheaf of many golden days Gleaned by the year in autumn’s harvest ways, With here and there, blood-tinted as an ember, Some crimson poppy of a late delight Atoning in its splendor for the flight Of summer blooms and joys This is September. Lucy Maud Montgomery (1874-1942) is best-known for her […]
In the bleak midwinter In the bleak midwinter, frosty wind made moan, Earth stood hard as iron, water like a stone; Snow had fallen, snow on snow, snow on snow, In the bleak midwinter, long ago. . Our God, Heaven cannot hold Him, nor earth sustain; Heaven and earth shall flee away when He comes […]
Ozymandias I met a traveller from an antique land Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone Stand in the desert. Near them, on the sand, Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown, And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command, Tell that its sculptor well those passions read Which yet survive, stamped […]
Soccer Girl She gets out there and hustles She does her very best It’s all about the teamwork And winning is her quest . Pretty as a picture She could be most anything But for now she’s chosen soccer And working hard for her team . Pony-tail is flying The ball is flying too She’s […]
Football training Monday Practised heading the ball: Missed it – nutted the neighbours wall. . Tuesday Perfected my sideline throw: Fell in the mud – forgot to let go . Wednesday Worked on my penalty kick: A real bruiser – my toe met a brick. . Thursday Gained stamina – went for a jog: Ran […]
The Football Pitch that Dad Built (continued) . The goals we scored were okay, may even have been good, may occasionally have been brilliant but they were nothing compared to the goals they would have been with real nets. Following that path of the ball and seeing the net billow with the shot would always […]
The Football Pitch that Dad Built . Dad made a football pitch in our back garden. He mowed the grass Marked it out with creosote And built the goalposts. They had real nets. . He painted the posts white Just like on Match of The Day And sent away to a special company for the […]
Soccer I always have liked soccer. Such a rough game. Such skills required. And popular. Hometown watching, on Sunday morning. When one day, I found that I needed to withdraw. It was the honourable thing to do. Herbert Nehrlich Thursday 13th June 2019 (Ashbourne) Summer League Osmaston 8 Ricky Daly 18, 21, Bromley Simpson […]
