Poems About Alcohol Seeking Friendly Advice
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Poems about alcohol seeking friendly advice. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
WillowsWhimsies
Poem Published
17th Apr 2024 1:21pm
17th Apr 2024 1:21pm
Russian roulette
17 of 30
it's never been my immediate go-to
drowning my emotions in the contents of a bottle
not much point...
when it takes so little to knock me on my ass
& when I do...it's equal odds...
it might distance me from the haunting...
...or it could cause me to wallow
no way to be sure
still...
I load that weapon with a single shot
take my chances & spin the chamber
just on the off chance I might escape the pain
then reel off toward whichever death it leads me
if...even for a minute...there's any hope to be...
it's never been my immediate go-to
drowning my emotions in the contents of a bottle
not much point...
when it takes so little to knock me on my ass
& when I do...it's equal odds...
it might distance me from the haunting...
...or it could cause me to wallow
no way to be sure
still...
I load that weapon with a single shot
take my chances & spin the chamber
just on the off chance I might escape the pain
then reel off toward whichever death it leads me
if...even for a minute...there's any hope to be...
#alcohol
#confessional
#escape #NaPoWriMo2024
#escape #NaPoWriMo2024
49 reads
4 Comments
Tallen
earth_empath
earth_empath
Poem Published
13th Apr 2024 4:54pm
13th Apr 2024 4:54pm
My Saphenous veins
13/30
My Saphenous veins
During many NAPO’S* in the past
I drank the gods’ libations
assured I’d be spilling my guts
and thick spit on ancient
thought out upon
their parchment
Several past NAPO’S
downed beers, wine …..whiskey
for some odd reason today
libations not aiding me
with the spillage of
ANYTHING!!
Perhaps,
way too, TOO much
Goings on
going
in my linear line this year?
Yeah,
but I accept this
NOTHING
I can do
60...
My Saphenous veins
During many NAPO’S* in the past
I drank the gods’ libations
assured I’d be spilling my guts
and thick spit on ancient
thought out upon
their parchment
Several past NAPO’S
downed beers, wine …..whiskey
for some odd reason today
libations not aiding me
with the spillage of
ANYTHING!!
Perhaps,
way too, TOO much
Goings on
going
in my linear line this year?
Yeah,
but I accept this
NOTHING
I can do
60...
#alcohol
#myself
#NaPoWriMo2024
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0 Comments
wolfatthedoor1966
Poem Published
13th Apr 2024 4:50pm
13th Apr 2024 4:50pm
i will not drink
i do not
enjoy
the taste
of fermented
grapes,
their juices
unpleasant
to me,
i would
rather
undress
myself
and run
through
the streets.
enjoy
the taste
of fermented
grapes,
their juices
unpleasant
to me,
i would
rather
undress
myself
and run
through
the streets.
#alcohol
#responsibility
#passion
41 reads
9 Comments
Tallen
earth_empath
earth_empath
Poem Published
10th Apr 2024 12:33pm
10th Apr 2024 12:33pm
Decoction
10/30
Decoction
Who became the authority on ancient beverages?!
Who’s to say – to contest, THAT
coffee is / was, not the SECRET of earlier times of
love of Goddesses & Gods?
An elixir SO energetically inviting exciting
writing about and
counteracting belief in the PURE
libation of the elder Beings
matured into modern day, today
as so DELIGHTFUL,
AND, so ADDICTIVE –
What were the the Ancient Ones thinking!!!!
51 unique words
Decoction
Who became the authority on ancient beverages?!
Who’s to say – to contest, THAT
coffee is / was, not the SECRET of earlier times of
love of Goddesses & Gods?
An elixir SO energetically inviting exciting
writing about and
counteracting belief in the PURE
libation of the elder Beings
matured into modern day, today
as so DELIGHTFUL,
AND, so ADDICTIVE –
What were the the Ancient Ones thinking!!!!
51 unique words
#God
#alcohol
#coffee
#philosophical
#NaPoWriMo2024
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0 Comments
Duende
Poem Published
8th Apr 2024 3:00pm
8th Apr 2024 3:00pm
Cuba Libre
come over here
you boulevardier
& be my el diablo
vodka my mojito
Ameri my cano
god, my father
i will B your 52
gin your tonic &
pink your cadillac
Screw your driver.
hanky your panky
shirley your dirty
cuba your libre
hell yeah i will
let me be your
singapore sling
hypnotic breeze
alabama slammer
between the sheets
death in the afternoon
you boulevardier
& be my el diablo
vodka my mojito
Ameri my cano
god, my father
i will B your 52
gin your tonic &
pink your cadillac
Screw your driver.
hanky your panky
shirley your dirty
cuba your libre
hell yeah i will
let me be your
singapore sling
hypnotic breeze
alabama slammer
between the sheets
death in the afternoon
#erotic
#alcohol
123 reads
28 Comments
tell_me_wy
Poem Published
6th Apr 2024 5:21am
6th Apr 2024 5:21am
Waste
I fell in
Again
Halfway down
A bottle of bliss
Wasted the day
And now I’m pissed
And all I hear
Inside my ear
Is the reprimand
For my error
And then I see
It so clear
Facing me
In the mirror
Again
Halfway down
A bottle of bliss
Wasted the day
And now I’m pissed
And all I hear
Inside my ear
Is the reprimand
For my error
And then I see
It so clear
Facing me
In the mirror
#depression
#regret
#alcohol #disappointment
#alcohol #disappointment
78 reads
4 Comments
nightbirdblue
enbyblue
enbyblue
Poem Published
4th Apr 2024 5:07pm
4th Apr 2024 5:07pm
Intoxicated
Glinting with a mystical majesty
Painted in surreal clouds of fantasy
Wherever do you hide, my love
Your luster has dulled with time
…
Malignant spirits, in the dead of night
Seek to unravel the tortured mind
With lips that shimmer of the poison
You swore you’d never taste again
…
Lessons you’re forced to relive
No other is quite as powerful as:
We never lose our demons
We only learn to live above them
Painted in surreal clouds of fantasy
Wherever do you hide, my love
Your luster has dulled with time
…
Malignant spirits, in the dead of night
Seek to unravel the tortured mind
With lips that shimmer of the poison
You swore you’d never taste again
…
Lessons you’re forced to relive
No other is quite as powerful as:
We never lose our demons
We only learn to live above them
#alcohol
#addiction
#NaPoWriMo2024
67 reads
8 Comments
WillowsWhimsies
Poem Published
2nd Mar 2024 1:48pm
2nd Mar 2024 1:48pm
bottlecap: do I...don't I...probably better not...
that last mai tai hit juuuuuust right
now I'm over here...
...giving him the side eye
trying to be covert
{I doubt it's gonna work}
still...a girl's gotta try
got me thinking 'bout how long it's been
how good it would feel...
...to get a little naughty
...try out my hidden raunchy
just step up & be sexy again
daring him to look my way
laser eyeing him with my smoldering gaze
trying to decide...
...do I go slip into something less...
...common
pull out the hot pink fuck me heels
...the matching lingerie...
now I'm over here...
...giving him the side eye
trying to be covert
{I doubt it's gonna work}
still...a girl's gotta try
got me thinking 'bout how long it's been
how good it would feel...
...to get a little naughty
...try out my hidden raunchy
just step up & be sexy again
daring him to look my way
laser eyeing him with my smoldering gaze
trying to decide...
...do I go slip into something less...
...common
pull out the hot pink fuck me heels
...the matching lingerie...
#erotic
#alcohol
#confessional
126 reads
4 Comments
Sunderish
Arcto.
Arcto.
Poem Published
1st Mar 2024 6:16am
1st Mar 2024 6:16am
Addiction.
Little boy, in a locked room
Addicts partying next to him
Unaware as his hate grew
but he’s still trying to save you,
Crying with his hands held out
nose running, musics loud
Desperation stuck in his throat
Trying to scream over your new high
He carried you off that cold floor
Pulling back the sheets,
putting his mom to bed
Just to wake up
And see you at it again
He wondered if the drugs felt better
Than any love he could offer you
Wasn’t till he put that bottle to his lips
That he begin to understand...
Addicts partying next to him
Unaware as his hate grew
but he’s still trying to save you,
Crying with his hands held out
nose running, musics loud
Desperation stuck in his throat
Trying to scream over your new high
He carried you off that cold floor
Pulling back the sheets,
putting his mom to bed
Just to wake up
And see you at it again
He wondered if the drugs felt better
Than any love he could offer you
Wasn’t till he put that bottle to his lips
That he begin to understand...
#dark
#alcohol
#addiction #despair
#addiction #despair
93 reads
0 Comments
moony_
Poem Published
11th Feb 2024 2:45am
11th Feb 2024 2:45am
Margarita Mix
Stop making me feel like I’m walking on water
When I’m with you
I don’t want to drown
When I’m with you
I don’t want to drown
#father
#alcohol
88 reads
2 Comments
Rew
Poem Published
9th Feb 2024 9:25pm
9th Feb 2024 9:25pm
Mother of all Feasties
In days of Yore when knights were bold
and shopping was mostly, local,
the huswifes chores or so I'm told
we're pretty much all, in total...
She'd scrub and boil and mend and make
and grub out the mangle wurtzles,
and mill and milk and brew and bake
and make soup from poor dead turtles.
She'd brew and bake with Godisgoode
those indigenous wild yeasties,
that can be found world round my loves
to make the Mother of all, feasties...
and shopping was mostly, local,
the huswifes chores or so I'm told
we're pretty much all, in total...
She'd scrub and boil and mend and make
and grub out the mangle wurtzles,
and mill and milk and brew and bake
and make soup from poor dead turtles.
She'd brew and bake with Godisgoode
those indigenous wild yeasties,
that can be found world round my loves
to make the Mother of all, feasties...
#alcohol
#food
#fiction
#historical
#nonfiction
50 reads
6 Comments
Sadeast
Poem Published
7th Feb 2024 3:18pm
7th Feb 2024 3:18pm
Lost in between
What's the most painful loss?
Is the highway to hell that easier to cross?
Do you think that they laugh
when they watch us walk their path?
Do you think that we feel what they felt
when we drink the poison that they left?
Do you think there's any proof
that they are truly gone?
Or do they live inside of
what we could have done?
Is the highway to hell that easier to cross?
Do you think that they laugh
when they watch us walk their path?
Do you think that we feel what they felt
when we drink the poison that they left?
Do you think there's any proof
that they are truly gone?
Or do they live inside of
what we could have done?
#anger
#grief
#death #alcohol
#death #alcohol
113 reads
2 Comments
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