Out onto the field they came,
Thirty ladies ready to play,
Fifteen against fifteen,
Playing the game I have watched,
Watched all my life,
Watching men play,
But ladies play it now
And it is wonderful to watch.
The match was superb,
Knocking hell out of each other
As they tried to get the oval ball over the line.
So fast and so delicate as well
As the ball went from player to player.
A game that showed me the joy,
The joy of watching rugby.
A game of honour and decency
In spite of the tackles made,
And the power of the ladies.
And after watching the game
A joy was felt by the winners,
And to my mind came the thought,
Showing their strength and power
I wouldn’t arque with them!
-
Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: September 20th, 2025 01:23
- Comment from author about the poem: I watched the first semi final of the ladies rugby world cup yesterday, what a superb match. I have bee watching rugby all my life.
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 20
- Users favorite of this poem: Teddy.15, Vogelfrei

Offline)
Comments5
LOL I wouldn't argue with them either, these women are highly trained in stamina and strength, I used to live very close to Twickenham Rugby stadium, and those rugby stars were enormous. Much enjoyed this dear Andy. 🌹
Thank you Teddy, there was another great match on yesterday where England beat France and will be playing Canada in the final next Saturday.
Andy
Good write Gold. KP wants to join a team. lol.
Thanks Orchi. Can she run fast?
Andy
She is top heavy with botox, so may fall over. lol.
Good on them, or as I might have writ sometime back, 'Go Girls Go...!'
You managed to pick up on their energy nicely, Andy.
Thanks Dave, England beat France yesterday and are in the final of the world cup where they will play Canada next Saturday.
Andy
Some women can be tough, fast and athletic and some of them I wouldn't tangle with. A fun read Gold
Very true soren, thank you.
Andy
Most welcome Andy
Lovely enjoyment of the sport:))) great read
Yes I thoroughly enjoy watching rugby Fred, thank you.
Andy
To be able to comment and rate this poem, you must be registered. Register here or if you are already registered, login here.