The Sad Bastards Club Poem by Francesca Johnson

Sad but not a legitimate description.Depende on who perceives the situation.Nice write as always Fran.My how you've come on in your writing.Hope to see more of the good stuff. Sid x.

I love this, Fran. It reads like one of those that just tumbles out one day with no effort - so energetic. I wouldn't mind being a member of the Sad Bastards Club myself.

The juxtaposition in the opening line says it all - sounds like a fun club to me - no pretention, just real, happy people enjoying life...jx

This quirky poem gives full rein to the wonderful absurdity of our English language. Where else in the world would a group of people having a relaxing drink together be referred to as 'sad bastards'? Seriously Fran, I like the ease in this one and the comfortableness with language that is your hallmark. Phlegmatism personified. (is that a word?) love, Allie xxxx

Ha ha.... there's nothing sad about this one Fran! ! In fact, is SJG inferring that you don't work for a living! ! ? ? Tut Tut! ! You go ahead and throw another log on the fire, oh for a wonderful carefree life! Loved this.... as I do all your poems! ! HG: -) p.s. can you repost the 'fireworks' one in trubute of 5th November perchance? ? ? xx

I love this poem. (shhhh- think I might be an anonymous member of it myself?)

Hi Fran Speaking in my capacity as the Chairman, do you think you should be giving away our secrets? . Thoroughly enjoyed. Steve

Sounds like the words of a group of carefree, self-funded retirees messing about on a boat, perhaps? Such delightful irony in your title - and English through and through Your wit is most infectious Fran. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

Nothin' sad bowt that..sounds great! ! Lorraine top 10

Don't know many 'SAD' bastards Fran...only poor bastards.. Sid x.