Why choose pub folk?
I’ll tell you why,
for in the right places,
they’ll laugh and cry,
when you pour out,
your drink and your plight,
depending on your mood,
they’ll both help and fight,
but at least some company
you will have indeed,
to rub misery away,
they’ll make you happy,
to be, to drink, to belong,
in a merry smelly crowd,
chanting is in session,
they’ll sing your song!
I feel for those who don’t,
venture into a Red Lion,
maybe their family is enough,
but I’m sure they may be lying,
for the same four walls,
can tear at your sanity,
so, why not come out,
live your life to full capacity,
if you’re a tee-totaller,
then we’ll won’t tease,
toast with us; with coffee,
if your heart does; please,
but, through and through,
our family will not provoke,
so, sit with us, and be proud,
to be one with pub folk!
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Author:
AuburnScribbler (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I am British; thus, I live up to some British stereotypes, one such globally known stereotype, is being a member of “pub folk!” I love the pub, and not just because it’s where I can get a good drink, but also because of its warmth and community, especially when there are those who are lonely, who are looking for friendly conversation. Accompanying the poem is a very arty image from iStock by Getty Images, which encapsulates the poem splendidly. I hope that you enjoy the poem, if you are a fellow of the “pub folk” then I raise my glass to you, and as always, please do stay safe everyone.
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The red lion i guess they have one in every town lol. Bar dwellers bar wallers call them what you will after a few pints they are all your best mate lol. Nice poem capturing English mentality. ☺
Thanks for the read woundedheart, and yeah, there's bound to be a Red Lion very close by, regardless of where you are in the British Isles.
I'm glad that you are one with pub folk, and that you enjoyed the poem.
I hope that all is well!
Cheers mate! From an American cousin. Great poem!
Thanks for the read Eugene S, and I hope that you quaff many pints across the pond mate!
I hope that all is well!
Good one dear poet…you captured the emotions of pub folk…i raise my words and cheers to a poetry…like your pub folk that place for me is mps…keep penning dear poet
Thanks for the read spilleronsheet, and I'm glad that you think, I've captured the scene well.
I raise my glass to you too, and I hope that all is well!
My British friends brought us to a pub when we were in London and outside London. The atmosphere was great and the people were so friendly. Very nice reading about this traditional institution again.
Thanks for the read Rozina, and I'm glad that you have partook in the great tradition of the Great British pub. I hope that when things are guaranteed to be safer travel wise, that you're able to come back to repeat the festivities.
I hope that all is well!
All is well thank you. Happy New Year, hopefully a better, safer and happier 2022.
Such true words Ben, strangely before reading this I have written a poem about the same subject but of many years ago.
Yes those "pub folk" were always such great times.
Andy
Thanks for the read Andy, and very spooky indeed, if you've posted that poem on here, I will certainly read it sir.
I'm glad that you are a fellow pub folk member, and I raise my glass to you.
I hope that all is well!
Cheers, prost, from one bar fly to another. Some of my closest, dearest friends were met in a local bar.
Thanks for the read Draven, and it's very true, a fair number of my friends I have also met at the pub, they are really great places to make good connections with people, and I'm glad that you are a fellow pub folk member. To your health!
I hope that all is well!
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