This one is about a pub I went to last night with some friends.
Red Rose
We sit with
friends and talk
of simple things, amusing stories,
films we’ve just seen and football,
although I understand it not at all.
Dolly pleads
with Jolene on the jukebox
as pale ale flows clear from the tap
and voices echo ‘round deep red walls.
Floral plates sit with grinning Toby jugs.
An award
was won ten years back
and the plaque still minds our seats.
The dark wood and old stained glass
spin a tale, take us back in time,
sit us with the drinkers of years back
quaffing beer to an old Sinatra tune.
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Vickie Johnstone, January 15 2022
of simple things, amusing stories,
films we’ve just seen and football,
although I understand it not at all.
as pale ale flows clear from the tap
and voices echo ‘round deep red walls.
Floral plates sit with grinning Toby jugs.
and the plaque still minds our seats.
The dark wood and old stained glass
spin a tale, take us back in time,
sit us with the drinkers of years back
quaffing beer to an old Sinatra tune.
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