We’re going down the pub.
Ahhh the good old days…..
“We’re going down the pub”!
The speed spread
Through my head
As I ran laughing
Seeing it all.
Peoples faces,
everyone shining
Like glass lightening.
Some smiled back.
My feet danced
In puddles of light
As I danced
The dance all right.
I crossed the puddles
Like raging oceans
Feet tip tapping
A rhythm a beat.
Words in my head
All laughter and banter
Talking with myself
The conversation was great.
I be bopped to the pub
The good old polar bear.
Where we laughed and
talked of literature.
I’d met Wreckless Eric there.
We did some speed
In the toilet where
Everyone cued up to do the same.
Friends in the corner
Over I went
They could see
Right away.
I was a little bent.
But just content
as I gabbled my story
of life on the road.
I imagined
I was Kerouak.
I was Ginsberg
And Camus!
All come back.
I slipped to the toilet
Like so many of us before
And poured out another
Bump of powder on my hand
Straight up my nose
In my head was mighty prose
I twitched and danced
And even romanced.
I shared my good fortune
With others two or three
Then bopped again
Alone in my haste
We shone like alabaster
Nothing but laughs
As we fed the jukebox
With ten pence just to rock
It was the pistols
And the clash
And a bit of Jimmy Pursey
All melding together
We whirled and punked
Also we drunk
As we sang along
“We’re going down the pub”.
We went across the road
To the socialist bookshop
And smoked some hash
Nice and soft and coloured black.
Then back to the Polar Bear
To rave somemore
More joined us in our dance
All was romance, “I love you”!
It lasted all night but
come the next day
It was time to stay in bed,
And greatly straighten the head
Ready for the new day.
So “Hurry up Harry”.
A few minor things need attending to here 😉 People(‘)s faces,
The good old Polar Bear. capital letters as you used further down when you mentioned the pub again.
To rave somemore some more two words
You also do not start every line with a capital so either one thing or the other.
I hope you don’t mind this honest crit. The thing is…if nobody points out our errors we can never progress.
Other than that, a very interesting snap-shot of a time in the past!
Alison x
No problem at all, I appreciate the critique. Thank you. I really should pay more attention, sometimes I do. But….