Poetry

Quell

In the hush of twilight, when doubts begin to swell, A quiet hand can quell the restless swell of fear. Like a gentle tide that smooths the jagged stone, It steadies hearts, turning

Cardiff Metropolitan University

Through Llandaff's gates where old stone meets new, Where creativity breaks through, Cardiff Met hums with busy tread, In studios bright and lecture shed. Plas Gwyn's halls awake with call, Of early lectures, rushed and

Derby County

At Pride Park’s green the Rams still roam, A sea of black and white in steady foam, Echoes of 19‑72 still linger near, When Brian Clough’s men made England hear. From the

Break

When the world seems to fray at the edges, a gentle break appears— a pause in the endless hum of traffic, the soft sigh of a kettle’s whistle, the moment sunlight slips through half‑drawn

Ayr United

Ayr United, in honest hoops of red and white, Their stride upon Somerset’s well‑trod pitch, Where fervent fans chant through the drizzling night, And every tackle sings of ancient grit. From humble roots in

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