From Paul Kelly’s Facebook: “Sonnet to a New Sherrin”

 

Footy’s back! At least for me and my pals in the park. We start the year with a new football. And a new football’s worth a new poem. So with a little help from Shakespeare’s Sonnet 60….

SONNET TO A NEW SHERRIN

Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore, 
So does a football hasten to its end,
Each kick wearing it out a fraction more
Be it drop punt, mongrel, torp or banana bend.
A glory new and in its first sweet flight,
But every time it tumbles on the ground,
Dull scuffs and mud against its glory fight
And Time that gave, doth now his gift confound.
Time does his work by stealth and by degrees
And kick by kick unfolds his tale of woe
With rain and roads and fences, dogs and trees
And Dubbin cannot stop him, only slow.
And yet, to times, in hope, my verse shall stand,
Praising thy worth, despite his cruel hand.

PK

 

From Paul Kelly’s Facebook page. Check it out here:

https://www.facebook.com/paulkellyofficial

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Comments

  1. E.regnans says

    Love it.

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