RandyDandy, an American Expat in London

Pubs and stuff.

God bless the British:
I am helpless to resist
one more pint of ale.

One more pint of ale:
Can’t think of a better way
to loosen the tongue.

I composed the second haiku whilst on my third pint of a lovely summer ale called “Burning Gold” from Wells, the Bombardier folks. The last line of the first poem became the first line of the second. But you noticed that already.

And this begat another ale-induced idea. Why not start a haiku relay? Someone composes a poem, or we start with a famous haiku, and folks build on from there, using the last line of the previous submission. Anyone up for it? Leave a comment below if you’re game. Might even become a blog of its own. I know there are a few haiku fans out there, as I’ve received unusual amounts of blog attention this week (ie, more than one random comment).

And finally, the best thing to do while you’re on your own at the pub and the alcohol is hampering your efforts to focus and read: eavesdrop. This haiku came about courtesy of the couple sitting next to me. Young and beautiful.

Shut up and kiss me:
Arguments only cause stress
and stress kills sex drive.

There you go, poetry and sex all at once.

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