Mike Bartram
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Mike Bartram published a poem on the site Football Poets 3 weeks, 6 days ago
Diogo, the number 20 shirt is yours to keep.
Yours to wear forever in your heavenly sleep.
You are forever the number 20 in our team.
Never again on a Liverpool player will it be seen.
The number 20 shirt […] -
Mike Bartram published a poem on the site Football Poets 1 month ago
The Town Hall Union flag flies at half –mast.
Over Anfield Stadium, a huge shadow is cast.
The heart breaking news shocked us all today.
Diogo Jota and his brother were taken away.Flowers and scarves, t […]
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Mike Bartram published a poem on the site Football Poets 2 months, 1 week ago
From The Liver Buildings, up high.
Tears, they drip from Bertie’s eye.
Through the red, foggy haze they fall.
Bertie, our Liver Bird, he saw it all.
Bertie protects our City, as you know.
Now in horror, h […] -
Mike Bartram published a poem on the site Football Poets 2 months, 2 weeks ago
Did you realise this…have you heard?
This Footy Season belongs to the Bird.
4 victorious birds upon a team’s crest.
And they left nothing else for the rest!To Wembley Stadium, a Magpie flew.
And it saw […] -
Mike Bartram published a poem on the site Football Poets 2 months, 3 weeks ago
Welcome to Anfield, to its Pantomime.
We have won the Title… it’s party time.
But the atmosphere turned dark and sour.
This change happened just after the hour.So, what caused this change of moo […]
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Mike Bartram published a poem on the site Football Poets 2 months, 4 weeks ago
Half Time at Anfield, at every game.
We saw the vendor with a deadly aim.
In front of The Kop, he made his way.
Hanging from his neck, a goodies tray!What a thankless task, lay ahead of him.
This guy had […] -
Mike Bartram published a poem on the site Football Poets 3 months ago
I’ve always loved rivalry and debate.
But I’ve never felt the need to hate.
Laugh at your rivals and banter is fine.
But it’s just a game, don’t cross the line.
We are all similar people, deep inside. […] -
Mike Bartram published a poem on the site Football Poets 3 months, 1 week ago
In Heaven, did you hear the Kopites roar?
Liverpool FC, are Champions once more!
We won it at a canter…it’s not even May.
So to Yew Tree Cemetery, I made my way.
A bunch of red flowers, I left at Dad […] -
Mike Bartram published a poem on the site Football Poets 3 months, 3 weeks ago
Nothing came easy, 15/4/89 the date.
For every bit of truth, they made us wait.
Stuck together like glue, skilled in lying.
The first lie was told as fans were dying.Duckenfield said fans stormed the […]
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Mike Bartram published a poem on the site Football Poets 3 months, 3 weeks ago
‘Please help us Policeman, help us please.
Don’t turn your back, walk away or freeze.
My friend needs help, he’s gasping for air.
He’s just a young lad, he needs your care’
‘Move back’ you s […]
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Mike Bartram published a poem on the site Football Poets 3 months, 3 weeks ago
I was told this today, of which I wasn’t aware.
Liverpool’s Croxteth Park, my Dad went there!
With his Niece Janet, my Dad went to play.
To think, I was in Croxteth Park the other day!
They played foo […] -
Mike Bartram published a poem on the site Football Poets 3 months, 4 weeks ago
In Season 65/66…in came a new law.
It changed English footy for evermore.
If an injured player could no longer play.
A substitute player could ‘enter the fray’Barrow’s Bobby Knox, in this new role. […]
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Mike Bartram published a poem on the site Football Poets 4 months ago
The Kop cover The Beatles and Cilla Black.
Give me a time machine, I wanna go back!
The accent is one, the accent is scouse.
Not a tourist to be seen in the house!Working class scousers, t […]
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Mike Bartram published a poem on the site Football Poets 4 months, 2 weeks ago
The old Kop I loved as a young fan.
26 thousand Reds in a sardine can!
I started out in the lofty Boys Pen.
Along with lots of middle aged men!But in 71’ a full time Kopite I became.
Liverpool v F […] -
Mike Bartram published a poem on the site Football Poets 6 months ago
I see lots of Mums and Dads.
Lots of girls and lots of lads!
Fans chilling out, old and new.
The common colour being blueCounty Road as busy as can be!
As Everton kick off soon at 3.
KFC is doing a […] -
Mike Bartram published a poem on the site Football Poets 6 months, 4 weeks ago
From my County Road flat, I’ll miss the view.
The Grand Old Lady, all dressed in blue.
But sadly she’s not kept up with the times.
As she’s no longer dressed up ‘to the nines’
So, only one more Leag […]
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Mike Bartram published a poem on the site Football Poets 9 months, 3 weeks ago
A great memory from a time long gone.
The Grandstand Teleprinter on BBC1!
David Coleman stood beside camera 3.
But only the Teleprinter appeared on TV!The Teleprinter would often stall or pause.
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Mike Bartram published a poem on the site Football Poets 10 months, 1 week ago
When close to the ground…you could always tell.
You were suddenly greeted by that Hot Dog smell!
On every corner, there was a mobile Hot Dog stand.
A seller at the ready, with a bread roll in his h […] -
Mike Bartram published a poem on the site Football Poets 11 months, 2 weeks ago
This was to be my comeback stage.
Playing once more at my advanced age.
This big match took place in my head.
It was a dream last night I had in bed!I came on as sub to ‘change the game’.
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Mike Bartram published a poem on the site Football Poets 1 year ago
Each day there is something new to learn.
When I hear of a brand new football term!
Is a ‘false number 9’ a number 9 or not?
That’s something I need to ask Arne Slot!‘Seriously, I just don’t understan […]
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Welcome to Football Poets -- a club for all football poets, lovers of football and lovers of (alternative) poetry. Discover poets in every league from respected internationals at the top of their game to young hopefuls in the school playground.
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7th June 2025 at 5:57 pm
Very well put! My recent favourite came when visiting Chesterfield. They have the ‘LMD Vacuum Excavation Stand’.
May be if you’re in the vacuum excavation business, it’s a beautiful sounding name.
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24th May 2025 at 7:19 am
Hi Steve
I’ve come across you before on the live poetry circuit…something I’ve also been involved in since the late 90s at slams, gigs and festivals. Did you ever get to Glasto?
I was also at Swindon when José subbed and berated Kevin in a League Cup game for Chelsea….
Salah as you point out went the same way…
Be interesting to see Kev’s next move?
Best
Crispin
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24th April 2025 at 1:05 pm
Hey Denys..love this
“You may be a miner working down a pit.
You may be a rock star playing sold out gigs.
You may be a fireman putting out a blaze.
You may be an inmate chalking off the days. ”
Not just Dylan but maybe an unintentional nod to and shades of Ian Dury’s enigmatic ‘What A Waste’ rhythmic scanning..eg:
I could be the driver in an articulated lorry
I could be a poet I wouldn’t need to worry
I could be a teacher in a classroom full of scholars
I could be the sergeant in a squadron full of wallahs
What a waste
What a waste
Was lucky enough to meet and interview him twice.
Best wishes from Forest Green to Genoa C
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8th March 2025 at 2:34 pm
Thanks Crispin
I’ve been to FGR a couple of times in the past – great food! Barnet look like they have the NL sewn up for this season, but I wish you well for promotion next season.
Regards, Beth
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11th January 2025 at 8:13 am
TO ADD THIS TO THIS POEM’S COMMENT:WELCOME BACK DAVID MOYES!!!
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27th November 2024 at 5:55 am
‘You’re Supposed To Be At Home’ is an excellent and moving poem Denys.
You start off thinking it’s just about another oft-sung chant, one we personally heard a lot last season throughout our second relegation in a row here at Forest Green(FGR) ! I always love poems where you think they are saying one thing and then they suddenly pull you deeper to somewhere or something else else.
I’m currently helping in a local school for FGR in a voluntary capacity using football to help young students with reading. At an upcoming session we will tackle racism, just like we did in workshops at football schools and grounds when we first started this site 24 years ago. I’m gonna try and weave your poem into a session.
We’ve added it to the Anti- Racism/Kick It Out section under Crispin’s Corner.
Best C
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26th November 2024 at 1:59 pm
Great poem and great to see you back Wyn.
Don’t leave it so long next time my friend!
More please.
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13th September 2024 at 6:14 pm
Welcome to Football Poets Beth
Great evocative poem Beth….
More please !
Haiku always welcome.
Hope we (FGR) get to play you again soon
Best
Crispin
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26th July 2024 at 6:25 pm
Great poem Mike Bartram. Eddie was a legend, affectionately known in Liverpool as, “the first hooligan.” Even the hoolies were well dressed in those days. The amazing thing was he was only 26 when that picture was taken. He’d played for Everton youth team and was well known to the players. He never got arrested. They threw him out and he climbed back in, just in time for Derek Temples winner.
I used the picture of him being tackled to the ground on the front cover of my book, “Once Upon a rhyme in Football.” It’s worth looking on youtube and finding the re-enactment of the Wembley scene. Frank Skinner and Baddiel went around to Eddies home in the 1990’s and acted it out on the green outside. It’s hilarious, especially all the effort they put in to get Eddie sober enough to shoot the scene.
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