Guernsey Poets

In the pub I was approached, by some random guy He smiled and said: "I would like to punch you, right in the eye" I said ...

Today's poem is a "Golden Oldie" and was originally published here in October 2012 Sitting in a bar at the airport – Mood...

I love the clink I love the sound Of cocktails when They are making The barman’s wiggle Makes me giggle When my cocktail He is shakin...

Sitting in a bar at the airport – Moody, melancholic day-dreaming bar Taking me away from everything As it draws it all into perspective ...