A drink for the night
Crisp golden ale with some chips
A show, a laugh, yes
Simple moments like this to
Take the mind away once more.
Liked this poem? Read Honeybees Playing or The Rain Falls.
Writer in San Francisco, CA

In May, the fog slips
Into the city nestling
Against glass and steel
I am perched at the bar and
Swim in music and murmurs
A drink for the night
Crisp golden ale with some chips
A show, a laugh, yes
Simple moments like this to
Take the mind away once more.
Liked this poem? Read Honeybees Playing or The Rain Falls.