This Time: Scotland v England

This time

My dance of joy

Amongst the red plastic

My charge

To the fluorescent line

Guarding my ninety minute foe

From my joy

And my skint shins

Sending them homeward to think again.

Will be worth it

 

This time

I will be folding

My kilt into my case

Getting a new badge on my hat

I will be flying the lion rampant

In a new country

 

This time

The ghost

Of France 1998

Won’t be a millstone

It will be exorcised

A new time for heroes

 

This time

We are staring into space

Gasping breath

Hoping to rewind time

Our howls wishing:

Harry Kane is not left alone,

That we defended better in Slovakia

We won against Lithuania

This time

We’re going homeward

To think again. Qualification?

Those days are past now and in

The past they will remain until:

Our instinct to be Scotland

To gloriously fail

Ends.

this poem was part of a pair written after scotland played england on 10th June. it’s sister poem was published in Nutmeg Issue 5

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Author: kevin graham

Too many years chasing football, music and ignoring the good things in life.

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