Least Read Poems About Alcohol
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Least read poems about alcohol. Find an undiscovered masterpiece in the DU Poetry least read poems.
tell_me_wy
Poem Published
Yesterday 2:10am
Yesterday 2:10am
Redeye
#regret
#alcohol
#addiction #travel
#addiction #travel
20 reads
2 Comments
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
Yesterday 8:16pm
Yesterday 8:16pm
The Result Of Celebrating The New Year Too Much
It was on New Years Day that Holly
woke up with a pounding headache
and found herself naked and
in the bed of someone
else before she saw
that someone to
be Jason
Bryce from
work.
woke up with a pounding headache
and found herself naked and
in the bed of someone
else before she saw
that someone to
be Jason
Bryce from
work.
#friendship
#alcohol
#fiction
#sensual
#NewYear
25 reads
0 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
10th Oct 2023 11:17pm
10th Oct 2023 11:17pm
inebruated poetic memories
today i went to Rye, a trip down memory lane, and remembering the insanity of my youth! of being in the Gun Gardens, and tripping, and fearing a monkey puzzle tree!!!! and the community centre, where as a teenager i boogied the night away, and declaredf as the official joint roller of the local bikers, they even swupplied me with a leather jacket, and the occasional use of a 125 thingy!!!! all this was loke 45-50 years ago, so surreal, and tjhat with bumping into an ex girlfriend from my mid teens, and meeting her 30 year old daughter, wasw equally surreal, and today meeting an ex sister in...
#alcohol
#parody
#satirical
#funny
#LifeAsAWriter
30 reads
0 Comments
WillowsWhimsies
Poem Published
11th Nov 2023 11:48am
11th Nov 2023 11:48am
bottlecap confessional...
I was never much of a drinker
a crazy ass lightweight...if I'm honest
a couple drinks in me & I'm a goner
the past few years though...
tipped my cup more than my norm
not proud...but also not ashamed
times were hard...it was what it was
still I maintained some semblance of restraint
I'll never be the life of the party
but if you get me drunk...
...there's more party in me
and I gotta tell ya...
give me a drink & I'm a livewire
mouth & veins all afire
sassy & horny in tandem
...if you can believe that......
a crazy ass lightweight...if I'm honest
a couple drinks in me & I'm a goner
the past few years though...
tipped my cup more than my norm
not proud...but also not ashamed
times were hard...it was what it was
still I maintained some semblance of restraint
I'll never be the life of the party
but if you get me drunk...
...there's more party in me
and I gotta tell ya...
give me a drink & I'm a livewire
mouth & veins all afire
sassy & horny in tandem
...if you can believe that......
#alcohol
#funny
#confessional
38 reads
7 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
5th Dec 2023 1:26am
5th Dec 2023 1:26am
a time to think
how do you explain the beginning
of the universe and everything without god knows, says the bloke down the pub, sitting alone with his drink
of the universe and everything without god knows, says the bloke down the pub, sitting alone with his drink
#religion
#alcohol
38 reads
2 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
21st Nov 2023 00:38am
21st Nov 2023 00:38am
too much sauce
bloke in the pub said his
wife had left him
yesterday
he’d gone on about
how happily married he was
drunk
on both occasions,
of course ..
wife had left him
yesterday
he’d gone on about
how happily married he was
drunk
on both occasions,
of course ..
#marriage
#alcohol
42 reads
0 Comments
Kinkpoet
Poem Published
8th Dec 2023 00:06am
8th Dec 2023 00:06am
Paradoxical Connection
as the level of wine in the bottle
diminishes
conversational significance
escalates
© 2023 Raibeart Bruis
diminishes
conversational significance
escalates
© 2023 Raibeart Bruis
#relationships
#alcohol
45 reads
1 Comment
Ljdynamic
Poem Published
2nd Aug 2023 11:16pm
2nd Aug 2023 11:16pm
Bibacious
I find myself stuck in the same cycle.
Call me Laurie Strode
and the alcohol Michael Myers.
Persistently chasing me to death.
Constantly out of breath
running through this marathon.
It is hella long, and I am tired.
Unable to shake this bad habit
and thoughts stay multiplying like rabbits.
My words become visible,
and I hurl them at myself with loud violence.
Looking for the balance
between psychosis and empty silence.
Asking myself, why fight the thirst?
Every new day is usually the worst.
So why not let my vice...
Call me Laurie Strode
and the alcohol Michael Myers.
Persistently chasing me to death.
Constantly out of breath
running through this marathon.
It is hella long, and I am tired.
Unable to shake this bad habit
and thoughts stay multiplying like rabbits.
My words become visible,
and I hurl them at myself with loud violence.
Looking for the balance
between psychosis and empty silence.
Asking myself, why fight the thirst?
Every new day is usually the worst.
So why not let my vice...
#alcohol
#MentalHealth
51 reads
28 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
26th Aug 2023 00:16am
26th Aug 2023 00:16am
as if it were my study
pubs are more about
afternoon drinking quietly
reading a book than
exuberant nights out for
me these days I prefer
just to sip here and look ..
afternoon drinking quietly
reading a book than
exuberant nights out for
me these days I prefer
just to sip here and look ..
#alcohol
#books
52 reads
4 Comments
jmcchesnie
Joylyn
Joylyn
Poem Published
13th Nov 2023 1:36am
13th Nov 2023 1:36am
Bar Life
Why yes, I can spare you a dime for that old jukebox
push B3 "I can help, I have two strong arms" Billy Swan sings
next to the doors labeled “Pointers” and “Setters”
while my little sister and I play on the stairs of this old bar
filled with swirling smoke and drunken men
watching the miniature elevator go up and down
hearing the pool balls smack as they race towards empty pockets
as we wait for our favorite candy bars and soda pop
from the bartender who is my grandmother laughing, smiling,
flirting with all the drunken men in...
push B3 "I can help, I have two strong arms" Billy Swan sings
next to the doors labeled “Pointers” and “Setters”
while my little sister and I play on the stairs of this old bar
filled with swirling smoke and drunken men
watching the miniature elevator go up and down
hearing the pool balls smack as they race towards empty pockets
as we wait for our favorite candy bars and soda pop
from the bartender who is my grandmother laughing, smiling,
flirting with all the drunken men in...
#men
#childhood
#alcohol
#memories
#WritingPoetry
52 reads
2 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
21st May 2023 12:55pm
21st May 2023 12:55pm
overheard in the pub
if I had any money I’d
buy you a drink but I’m broke
down in tears, he did ..”
buy you a drink but I’m broke
down in tears, he did ..”
#alcohol
53 reads
1 Comment
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
30th Aug 2023 1:41am
30th Aug 2023 1:41am
the old bloke admits defeat
pub has closed down the road
is an exciting new restaurant but it does not meet my requirements
since I do not go out to eat
is an exciting new restaurant but it does not meet my requirements
since I do not go out to eat
#alcohol
53 reads
3 Comments
DU Poetry : Least Read Poems About Alcohol
