Stuart Butler
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Stuart Butler published a poem on the site Football Poets 23 years, 1 month ago
So my dear Crispin, what can I say about the great Wembley debate?
Firstly, the self-evident point that all Wembley meanings and memories
Are partial in both time and space and are defined by one’s g […] -
Stuart Butler published a poem on the site Football Poets 23 years, 1 month ago
Total Football is when an entire stadium is engrossed in silent Euclidean space-time analysis
Whilst simultaneously chewing on stale meat and potato pies at half time;
Total Football is a constant fluidity of […] -
Stuart Butler published a poem on the site Football Poets 23 years, 2 months ago
With this new First World feeling of vulnerability,
Fashionable irony goes out the window
Just as the gas masks are passed in,
(“It’ll be my third world war”, says my mum)
Concerns about asteroids, Kyoto, cars […] -
Stuart Butler published a poem on the site Football Poets 23 years, 2 months ago
It’s that time of the year when autumn’s yellow leaves
Bring a golden yellow light to widespread spiders’ webs,
And all those windblown thistle heads,
That time of the year when you kick an apple across the commo […] -
Stuart Butler published a poem on the site Football Poets 23 years, 2 months ago
For the nonce we visited Nonza,
And swapping shirts with Shakespeare,
We sat in the leafy square of Nonza,
With Port Vale fans Barry, Janet and Matt,
High up in this Corsican dreamland village
Of pastel painted […] -
Stuart Butler published a poem on the site Football Poets 23 years, 2 months ago
Sven: “How now, Spirit? Whither wander you?”
Beckham: “Over hill, over dale,
Through bush, through briar,
Over park, over pale,
Through flood, through fire,
Swifter than the moon’s sphere;
And I serve you Wizard […] -
Stuart Butler published a poem on the site Football Poets 23 years, 3 months ago
Staam: (soliloquising)
“Oh Sir Alex Prospero,
Why has’t thou banished me to Lazio?
There was’t I, with the kitchen order from MFI,
And scullions fetching hogs heads of Advocaat
From the general victu […] -
Stuart Butler published a poem on the site Football Poets 23 years, 3 months ago
Yes, I remember Adlestrop –
The name, because it was 1966 when
The station name board was offered
Unwontedly. To Oxford, after Swindon.The dream wished. Someone cleaned the hall.
The sign-board saying […] -
Stuart Butler published a poem on the site Football Poets 23 years, 3 months ago
Yes, I remember Adlestrop –
The name, because in 1966
The station name board was offered
Unwontedly. To Swindon, June the 6th.The dream wished. Someone cleared his throat.
No-one had heard of Adlestrop
In the […] -
Stuart Butler published a poem on the site Football Poets 23 years, 3 months ago
How like an inconstant lover thou hast been,
For if I take thee in mine arms and hold thee fast,
Thou dost choose to bounce into the centre forward’s path
And he doth then court thee and crash thee into mine o […] -
Stuart Butler published a poem on the site Football Poets 23 years, 4 months ago
I’ve always worn boots since becoming bourgeois,
To try and pretend I’ve still got working class roots, I suppose;
But what with the heat-wave,
The relentless style attack from wife and daughters,
And the inc […] -
Stuart Butler published a poem on the site Football Poets 23 years, 4 months ago
It was a beautiful July day and there was the view before me!
Bayham Road, south Bristol, just by Perrett Park,
Fuchsia filled front gardens and all those hanging baskets
In all their petunia filled glory, in all […] -
Stuart Butler published a poem on the site Football Poets 23 years, 4 months ago
86 years ago today, on Bastille Day, my mum was born and on that day, July 14th. 1915, Edward Thomas wrote his poem “For These”, explaining why he was joining up. It’s a description of English country livin […]
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Stuart Butler published a poem on the site Football Poets 23 years, 4 months ago
Sunlight smoked through the leaves of the sycamore trees,
Their tall trunks overhanging the railway cutting,
Dads dug spuds from their allotments,
Purple geraniums lit up the parish churchyard,
And a poppy […] -
Stuart Butler published a poem on the site Football Poets 23 years, 5 months ago
APPLE TREES
I was reading “The Ghost Road”,
With its constant theme of father-son relationships,
And,
Reflecting on the past,
I glanced up at the apple trees in the back garden,
And was surprised at how thick the […] -
Stuart Butler published a poem on the site Football Poets 23 years, 5 months ago
Doctor Frocester went to Gloucester
All in a shower of rain,
He stepped in a puddle
Right up to his middle
And never went there again;
So he wouldn’t know about
All the ways in which we shout
“Come on Eng […] -
Stuart Butler published a poem on the site Football Poets 23 years, 5 months ago
See the humble peasant and honest tiller of the soil
Wander penniless in search of fields to plough,
Turfed out by sheep and landlord’s all enclosing greed;
See the lowly soldiers put out to seed by their k […] -
Stuart Butler published a poem on the site Football Poets 23 years, 5 months ago
It was a cold clear frosty day early in the year,
When team and ref and crowd alike all stared into the air,
As sunlight caught the jumbo jet coming into land,
Both untroubled goalkeepers blew on freezing […] -
Stuart Butler published a poem on the site Football Poets 23 years, 5 months ago
Quotas won’t bring natural justice,
Ethics transcend Economics. -
Stuart Butler published a poem on the site Football Poets 23 years, 5 months ago
Oi Ref,
Give these refugees a refuge.
And don’t spit out the word “refugee”
Like it’s a swear word or an expletive;
Remember where the word comes from,
From the word, “refuge”,
A soft and welcoming word,
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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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10th July 2024 at 6:07 pm
Hi Crispin,
I don’t know if you’ve see the picture in social media today…
a picture of a teenage Lionel Messi cradling a baby in Africa as part of a photoshoot…. the family had won a lottery to have their baby pictured with him….
the photographer has just revealed that the baby is actually in fact Lamine Yamal!!!!
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26th May 2024 at 2:30 pm
Hi Denys…
Re Man City:
OK it was 20 years ago but Criag Wilson did write this and a few others on them back in 04/05.
BTW I’m more Forest Green Rover since 2014 (and Chelsea) these days . I drum and am a standing season ticket holder .
Best
Crispin
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29th April 2024 at 2:47 pm
Hi Denys,
Yes Richard Williams you’re a brilliant wordsmith, my friend. When I first saw your football poetry I thought it was the superb Guardian sports and music writer. I once had the honour of sitting next to Richard Williams while at the Independent on the sports desk. He writes about music and sport with immense knowledge and authority. I’ve read a couple of Richard’s books recently. Great writer rather like you Richard Williams the Pompey fan. Congratulations on promotion.
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28th April 2024 at 5:59 pm
Thanks Denys. Yes your replay poem was superb.
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26th April 2024 at 4:46 pm
Nice work, Joe. You were quick off the mark with that! Good one from Richard Williams too I see.
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25th April 2024 at 7:33 pm
Hi Denys,
Thanks mate. I’ll do it now.
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25th April 2024 at 1:56 pm
Thanks Joe,
you might like to write a poem yourself on the same subject…
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23rd April 2024 at 4:03 pm
Hi Denys
With you all the way on the abolition of FA Cup replays. What are they doing to the game?
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