Our journey

On our way to my niece's wedding on Saturday, John and I passed the time by giving each other a subject and a word and then instantly coming up with some kind of poem or rhyme. John and I are both out of practice with poem writing so the challenge was fun and we found it quite revealing. I gave John challenges such as subject - fairground and word - burp, and forest with red ball. My favourite one that John did was when I gave him the subject dairy farm and the word was pilchards.

Dairy, it says dairy says Nigel
Though the man who paints the van
Wrote diary, as though Nigel
Was supposed to deliver portions
Of himself, Nigel's Diary delivered
To your door, how he likes Debbie
And the pilchards he ate for lunch
And the secret disclosures of himself
Given out to order
But it is all a mistake
He only delivers milk

John gave me some fun subjects but my favourite was cafe and romance. I don't know if I can remember much, but it went something like this -

Crammed into the Cavern Cafe,
they sipped from kitch crockery and
cooed while curling into their coffee,
lips cradling their cups,
leaning in for kisses
while neighbouring customers
cheer with their eyes or
close themselves with their arms.
Clumsy elbows knocking
shrieking
clapping apologies
brushed off clippings
then criss crossing out into the night
and clutching hands there is an awakening
a nervous glimpse to their audience
and gone