Pub Poems - Poems about Pub

...Balgar was starting to feel his age now and tired of travel sorted out a hidden cave in which to rest and make some potions. Once he had enough he went to the village two days away where he bartere......Read the rest...

...When my doctor calls me in, says I’ve got complications, let’s not blow our savings, on round the world vacations, my pre-paid funeral, is all that I want planned, I’ll refuse a fancy cruise, tha......Read the rest...

...Lake county music company filled with slots carney folk real carny folk the little pete's illegal gambling road show throughout the Midwest gaming like your idol Frank Peter Balistreiri the ......Read the rest...

...I remember feeling so empty the abuse had escalated after four hurricanes witnessing a murder horrific traumatic brain injury I was now uprooted leaving my beautiful home in Fort Myers Florida at the......Read the rest...

...Lightheaded I ambled towards the lonely pub. Liquor helps sometimes you know. It burns the mind, empties it of niggling thoughts, of subtle yearnings, of ambitious aspirations. There she w......Read the rest...

...His dad was a Commercial Traveller Who went to work in a suit and tie Didn’t have that weathered complexion From daily working under open sky. They lived last house in Mill Row The village schoo......Read the rest...

...He always brought the subject up at the most inappropriate of times, usually when some c**t was trying to kill us. Are you a believer now? If I get out of this, I’ll think about it. We got out of i......Read the rest...

...The Mother of Invention Has given birth once more And her new baby Is as mad as before Eddison or Tesla Would spill their tea I know because it happens to me Baby suspenders? I believe th......Read the rest...

...While the brisket was slow cooking we went to the pub Their brisket was already done, that was the rub. I said to my woman, can I have a bit of this grub? That was my biggest mistake, it was a gia......Read the rest...

...Are not Irish Eyes always smiling? IN the Blamey at the stone – at the family pub, celebrating life’s cheering, brawling, grinning, deeply etching proud ethnic tone – in the lilt of his sweet......Read the rest...

..."Black and white in want of each other, and not in need, inevitably; of my following sampling's POV," ... by the Poet. Pandas are loners, though my statement is a misconception of the simple fact......Read the rest...

...is everyone from Barking Barking mad? Does everyone In Lambeth do the Lambeth walk? Is Leicester Square In Leicester? Is The Elephant And Castle a place where they hide Elephants? Is Oxford Stre......Read the rest...

... School was a mile and a half walk from home, across roadways, busy streets and railway lines and through parklands patrolled by swooping magpies in spring. We thought nothing of it when it......Read the rest...

...Forgotten life Forgotten life, loosed love, broken heart, death laughing on the sky A souring soul lost, its dead desire was slain, death laughing on the sky Destroyed life is gone, its far soul......Read the rest...

...People started running, for buses, taxis, trains, with umbrellas no defence, against the wind and rain, a drowned rat cycled past, then disappeared down a lane, when lightening flashed, I dashe......Read the rest...