Sat alone, no company,
I find my brain askew,
Suddenly an idea comes,
I know just what to do.
I reach out for an old friend,
One that’s always had my back,
And spend the night, the two of us,
Just me and my mate Jack…
drink
Flow
Running out of lager,
I can’t think that there’s much worse,
Just as I get into a flow,
It’s gone, and so I curse
Photo Challenge: Local
I’m off to my new local,
I’ll likely have a drink,
Perhaps I’ll grab some food too,
Or perhaps just sit and think,
I love having a local,
A place where I belong,
Where I’m happy just to be me,
At the local, nothing’s wrong.
Thought
My nights are lit
by the solitary fridge light,
and the flickering vibrancy
of bad television.
Torn between another beer
and sitting still,
I often do neither
or regret both.
Learning the day
or the time
from the inane wittering
of a presenter I should really ignore.
I age like cheap wine,
Badly,
I pray for company
yet fail to take calls.
If life has taught me anything,
I have forgotten it already,
Moved on with my worry
and cursed myself incessantly.
I now seek what I cannot have,
Peace and quiet,
My mind chatters like a monkey troop,
I smile at the thought.
St P
I’ll raise a pint of Guinness,
There’s little else to say,
Let’s drink, dance and be merry,
On this St Patrick’s Day.
Change
Life, when living in a bottle,
At times can seem quite strange,
I awake, a drink I take,
Yet always hope for change.
B n B
When I last went out for dinner,
People were looking at me weird,
It’s only when I got home late,
I saw burger in my beard.
