Poem #2,749 | Bristol Bar
Sat once more – after
twenty years – in that
pub [just off Western
Terrace] – Sea View is
its USP with addition
of fifty wind turbines
[my eyesight fails me
at distance] – I was at
ease in my company
then – this loneliness
an unexpected – pub
excursions never in a
one-chair past – [over
decades I have failed
to keep amity’s hand
in mine] – A Guinness
is sipped sat in peace
before my turning up
to an appointment in
another NHS block – I
will go [ten minutes &
I’ll be touched] – later