Showing posts with label pub. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pub. Show all posts

Monday, 26 July 2010

some haikus

.LitteGreenMan.
Hanging pub lights sway
UFOs hover over.
Drunk voyage begins.

.CuppaOwww.
Pinky out, drink tea
eye poked as you slurpy sip.
Delicate tea cups.

Sunday, 10 January 2010

some more haikus

.NumbSleeping.
Lots of snow angels
litter outside local pubs.
coincidence?

.WintersDeath.
Dying snow, collapse
fall silently from numb tree.
Star fades to cold earth.

Friday, 27 November 2009

haikus about barladies

.PerfectPouredPint.
Barmaid foxy gaze
lustily handles the pumps.
Seduction complete.

.DoubleUp.
Leaning over bar
barmaids bosom draws sly gaze.
Thats why I drink here.

.DrunksEyes.
those sparkling eyes
in the sea of drunk sorrow.
Pretty barlady.

Wednesday, 2 September 2009

a haiku

.PutTheWorldToRights.
Empty pint glasses
overload old oak table.
Conversation flows.

haikus again

WeCanAllSeeYou'reBeautiful.
Pretty girl draws scowls
from women who are jealous.
Object of male hearts.

.FootballThugs.
Pub electric tense
football fans ready to fight.
The beautiful game.

Wednesday, 26 August 2009

some more haikus

.SaturdayNights.
Pub fills with locals
laughter and chatter belong.
Lonely silent drunk.

.MusicScars.
Fingertips worn smooth
against heavy strings on bass.
My poor mans plectrum.

Saturday, 1 August 2009

a haiku

.FreeKaraoke.
Pub anthem classic
harmonizing all drunk clans,
A song united.

Saturday, 13 June 2009

a haiku

.EncoreOnceMore.
Pub band, live music
enthusastic drummer.
Ears still ringing now.

Monday, 9 March 2009

haiku

.NeverLasts.
Friends form circles like
sticky pint marks on table.
Wipe away with a cloth

Tuesday, 3 February 2009

haikus

.ColourWheel.
Pub decor range in
many browns, blur into one,
as i down more drinks.

.BumbleFlake.
Snowflake angrily
bangs hard against the window.
Like a Bumble bee.

Monday, 19 January 2009

Thursday, 23 October 2008

Another awkward moment in the Pub

'Oi, are you checking out my bird?!?'
Shouts a big chav thug, as he storms on over,
I look at him, then over his shoulder to his girlfriend.
'Pffft, no.' I reply, 'Shes well ugly.'