Another Pleasant Night

So here we go again, another drink –
My seventh pint and now I'm glowing pink.
I roll around and laugh at not sure what,
But find myself a cosy little spot
To slump and vomit – grinning all the while.
And hurling up my final drop of bile,
I start to squawk and crow a sort of song -
Unaware of my repugnant pong.
The bouncer grabs my shoulders fair and square
And hauls me through the door without a care.
I've had my fill and now I'm in the street,
Sprawled along the gutter, when I meet
Another loser, just the same as me.
We nod and murmur, full of drunken glee.
And so I place my life upon the fringe
In yet another night out on the binge…

Frog Acrostic

France and China feed from your demise,
Restaurateurs are not exactly chums,
Oh how they rave about your tender thighs!
Gourmand orders - another frog succumbs…

Hi Everyone

Hi everyone and welcome to my website on poetry. Here I shall discuss my outlook on the world through poetry and post my views on other poets. You will also find most of my output and links to my publications and experiences with related activities such as competitions, knocks from rejection by publishers, and experiences with the various poetry websites.