Poems by Alex Saynor
- Hammersmith Clipboards
- How Did You Get Me Again?
- One Of These Days: A Full Back’s Triolet
- How You Keep Your Ruins
- Little Aeroplane
- Cinder Pitch
- Away from Imber Court
- Table Football at the College of Agriculture by the Sea
- Angels of Wallasey
- Nanny State
- Ashley’s Time
- Saturday at Barracks Lane
- Mid-Season Suspension
- A Premonition of John Madejski’s Life after Auto Trader: Pt 1
- Into the Side Netting
- A Russian Album
- Stadiwm Vibrant Vapours
- The Dugouts on the Cliff
- Roy and Ray
- Wanted Man (at Hounslow Central)
- Old Harry and his Wife
- Terminal Feedback
- Stockholm
- An Improvised Match
- Bristol Sun (FA People’s Cup Semi-Final Tournament, March 24th 2017)
- The Quietness of the Kipper Season
- A Meadow Park Scoreboard
- Strange Shapes of Loyalty
- Europa Promises
- No Bitterness
- Durban City Maestro
- Silverware and Crow’s Feet
- Stanlake Meadows
- Beneath the East Stand
- Open Session
- Last of the Crooners
- Astro Storm
- Jamie Cureton
- Crossflow Winds
- Herbert and Bertha
- The Great Unveiling
- The Chiropractor
- Grass Roots
- Mudchute
- Roy and the Shisha Pipe
- Our New Manager looks like a Coach Driver
- North Sheen Allotment
- Molineux haiku
- Shedman haiku
- Shedman haiku no.2
- A View from the Retail Park
- North Sea Island Pitches
- Norfolk Jim (Post Turin)
- Leaves on the Line
- Life Begins in Watford
- Ultras
- A Combine Harvester with Lawrie Sanchez
- Partial Eclipse
- Sun Trap
- Chile Pepper
- Snapshots
- Constellations of the Southern Cross
- Old Gold
- Billy
- Roy and Ray
- Last Year’s Windows
- Loyalty Points
- Anthem of the Shin
- The Prophets of the Crabtree
- Les Éléphants Haiku
- Good Migrations haiku
- On Middlebrook Boulevard
- An Upper Room in Westbourne Grove
- Chancing the Fall
- Bishop’s Park haiku
- The Annexation of Branksome Chine
- Season Ticket
- When the Groundsman Rested
- Mrs Norfolk Jim
- One Morning at Battersea Funfair (2005/6 Season)
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Latest Poems
Crispin Thomas
22nd May 2022
joe morris
20th May 2022
Gacina Bozidar
20th May 2022
Denys E. W. Jones
20th May 2022
joe morris
16th May 2022
Denys E. W. Jones
15th May 2022
joe morris
15th May 2022
Emdad Rahman
14th May 2022
Alex Saynor
14th May 2022
Alex Saynor
14th May 2022
Crispin’s Corner
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Latest Comments
27th April 2022 at 10:01 pm
Many thanks for featuring my poem. It’s been one hell of a journey but for all the bad times I’m still here supporting my home town club. Play Up Sky Blues !
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27th March 2022 at 11:36 am
Re: first verse of ‘My dad’ by Joe Morris..
Great words Joe…Moving.
It also reminds me, of all the people that I’ve been with in my life that just didn’t get football at all, full stop. So basically you never mentioned it, unless you enjoyed dumbfounded stares or extensive yawns! .
People who I talked with at length , often on their level, about loads of other stuff we both loved and like you basically everything but football!
This coincdentally included my strange dad : David Thomas : a brillant bohemian beatnik CND and Peace loving artist. He was someone who, being a very young writer and artist myself , with whom I could have had and shared so much stuff in common, but who I only finally met when I was 15.
As a result, and with the over-riding presence at atmosphere of his new partner and new step-son, I only actually got to see him intermittently very briefly for around 20 years, before he passed on..
Your poem also reminds me of John Lennon’s words from the song ‘Julia’:
Half of what i say is meaningless,
but i say it just to reach you..”
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26th March 2022 at 7:04 pm
Haha, thanks Crispin, I hope you can at least see your pie well enough to eat it!
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26th March 2022 at 6:58 pm
Great imagery Joe …but I struggeled to read it in the fog at first…
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24th March 2022 at 9:28 pm
Looks like FGR are going up as champs Crispin ? A season is the proverbial rollercoaster ride, up and down and twists and turns. As Greavsie said ” It’s a funny old game. ” We love it though. ⚽️
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24th March 2022 at 9:12 pm
Tell me about it Kev…!!!!!
Great emotion …just how we’re feeling here in leafy Glos!
best C
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22nd March 2022 at 10:18 am
…Fan is short for fanatic.
Empires fall. Football’s
nowhere near
as important
as life and death…..
Great words Greg..keep on …best… C
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28th February 2022 at 9:10 am
‘Roman holiday’ … good line, Joe. As a Chelsea fan, I can’t get my thoughts together on all this yet. I suppose it would be nice to write something before the Big One drops
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18th January 2022 at 9:21 am
“Are you – and this is the most important –
wearing your lucky pants?”
(from ‘Reasons Why You Lost’ by Joe Williams)
ALWAYS JOE!
But when it’s cold like tonight at FGR v Mansfield its the Lucky Long Johns..
Rave on Lucky Pants.
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11th January 2022 at 10:21 pm
It’s weird to see it happening, especially when you consider the price of tickets at PL games. So much action often happens in the final 5 mins!
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