Long Poems About Alcohol
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Long poems about alcohol. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
hgnichols
Poem Published
18th Oct 2024 00:13am
18th Oct 2024 00:13am
New York Supplication
#alcohol
#depression
#sex #suicide
#sex #suicide
69 reads
3 Comments
ThePalestRider
Poem Published
24th Sep 2024 11:27pm
24th Sep 2024 11:27pm
Ease of Autumn
In Hills where the mist meets the gold of the trees
Lived a Bavarian lord, with a heart set at ease
The chill of the autumn had kissed the bright land
And the fruits of the season were ripe by his hand
His manor stood high, with its windows aglow
Scent of the harvest crept soft through the snow
The vineyards hung heavy, the apples were sweet
The fields rich with pumpkins lay under his feet
With a laugh in his throat and his stein raised high
He welcomed the dusk, under crisp autumn sky
His dunkel was poured, dark and full...
Lived a Bavarian lord, with a heart set at ease
The chill of the autumn had kissed the bright land
And the fruits of the season were ripe by his hand
His manor stood high, with its windows aglow
Scent of the harvest crept soft through the snow
The vineyards hung heavy, the apples were sweet
The fields rich with pumpkins lay under his feet
With a laugh in his throat and his stein raised high
He welcomed the dusk, under crisp autumn sky
His dunkel was poured, dark and full...
#alcohol
#fall
#food
#narrative
#rhyming
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
17th Aug 2024 12:09pm
17th Aug 2024 12:09pm
The Final Curtain (part 2)
Two weeks after my mother's funeral, my father has become much more distant
He's alienating himself from me & the rest of the family
He's becoming a drunk
I've tried to come over and talk with him
He'd tell me to go away, to leave him alone
The few words he would say weren't to pleasant
He wants to take his own life
He's described numerous ways on how he would rid of himself
I told him that if he would like to speak to a psychiatrist, I would go with him
He became agitated and smacked me in the face
He said with anger, "I DON'T NEED A...
He's alienating himself from me & the rest of the family
He's becoming a drunk
I've tried to come over and talk with him
He'd tell me to go away, to leave him alone
The few words he would say weren't to pleasant
He wants to take his own life
He's described numerous ways on how he would rid of himself
I told him that if he would like to speak to a psychiatrist, I would go with him
He became agitated and smacked me in the face
He said with anger, "I DON'T NEED A...
#alcohol
#cars
#death
#father
#fiction
76 reads
4 Comments
ExercisingDemons
Poem Published
9th Aug 2024 6:45pm
9th Aug 2024 6:45pm
Bottling Woe Is Me
Bottoms of bottles are mainly saliva
since my soul drips as bits
like passing, shattering ships steered towards
poison aiming to kill inside ya,
or rather inside of me
My wounds too wet to be seen bleeding,
my throat too stretched
to be busy
screening
out
that elixir
of upset, I'm wrecked
by
those 26 ounce pillars ...
since my soul drips as bits
like passing, shattering ships steered towards
poison aiming to kill inside ya,
or rather inside of me
My wounds too wet to be seen bleeding,
my throat too stretched
to be busy
screening
out
that elixir
of upset, I'm wrecked
by
those 26 ounce pillars ...
#alcohol
#LifeCycle
163 reads
2 Comments
WillowsWhimsies
Poem Published
7th Jul 2024 1:10am
7th Jul 2024 1:10am
moonbeats & heartbeams
I just never know which voice is gonna show
when you give drunk me a pen
a little sass
a bit of passion
expression of frustration
some kinda combination
it all depends what's going on in my head
nights like tonight I'm a mess
all wild blood & restless bones
some kinda heady brew of adrenaline & emotion
I don't know if it's the drink or the moon
but I'm torn...
can't decide what I wanna do
I want my hands all over you
but I also feel the need to move
just this side of ferocious
I need both
...
when you give drunk me a pen
a little sass
a bit of passion
expression of frustration
some kinda combination
it all depends what's going on in my head
nights like tonight I'm a mess
all wild blood & restless bones
some kinda heady brew of adrenaline & emotion
I don't know if it's the drink or the moon
but I'm torn...
can't decide what I wanna do
I want my hands all over you
but I also feel the need to move
just this side of ferocious
I need both
...
#alcohol
#dance
#erotic
#lover
#moon
273 reads
12 Comments
BITS
Poem Published
5th Jun 2024 4:35am
5th Jun 2024 4:35am
Drunken Rant
Drunken Rant (Clarity in Vino)
The world simmers on the brink,
1984, Thought Police, Doublethink.
A world at war, peer into the void,
Suffocate the love, embrace fear, drown the joy.
Ya…hey.. put me on the spot… not a bother,
Look… the world is weird,
It’s… I don’t even know what it is..
For me, it’s… I dunno, I don’t know,
Seems dangerous to give your opinions these days.
Ya, I .. I’ve no even…like…. words prepared here,
It…It’s just flowing off the tongue,
Ah, the world to me at the minute,
Ah, I don’t enjoy...
The world simmers on the brink,
1984, Thought Police, Doublethink.
A world at war, peer into the void,
Suffocate the love, embrace fear, drown the joy.
Ya…hey.. put me on the spot… not a bother,
Look… the world is weird,
It’s… I don’t even know what it is..
For me, it’s… I dunno, I don’t know,
Seems dangerous to give your opinions these days.
Ya, I .. I’ve no even…like…. words prepared here,
It…It’s just flowing off the tongue,
Ah, the world to me at the minute,
Ah, I don’t enjoy...
#alcohol
#LifeStruggles
#StreamOfConsciousness
267 reads
3 Comments
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
25th May 2024 12:05pm
25th May 2024 12:05pm
I don't have the right words for this one
Your pain is not an artwork
made for gallery walls
or a lone sketchbook
buried and forgotten
at the back of your closet
Your pain is the sound
of a violin string snapping
wood splintering and crashing
lost in the discord
of your unheard screams
I used to love you like an artwork
easily and from afar
because you were easy to love
your flaws easy to forget
when your true face was a mystery
hidden behind a golden smile
I loved you and you splintered me...
made for gallery walls
or a lone sketchbook
buried and forgotten
at the back of your closet
Your pain is the sound
of a violin string snapping
wood splintering and crashing
lost in the discord
of your unheard screams
I used to love you like an artwork
easily and from afar
because you were easy to love
your flaws easy to forget
when your true face was a mystery
hidden behind a golden smile
I loved you and you splintered me...
#addiction
#alcohol
#friendship #love
#friendship #love
237 reads
2 Comments
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
30th Apr 2024 4:29am
30th Apr 2024 4:29am
the fight (my story)
#addiction
#alcohol
#depression
#drugs
#MentalHealth
139 reads
2 Comments
PoemStranger
Poem Published
28th Apr 2024 9:55pm
28th Apr 2024 9:55pm
20th Founder's Day - Ponzi Roast
Yon Thirsty souls on the Beer Club rolls, come heed my beckoned call.
And you members new, learn what we do, as I endeavor to enthrall.
You bought your keg for an arm and a leg, the cost being ever so high,
And alas, alas, someone conned your ass, and you felt compelled to buy.
So now you’re stuck, down in the muck, on the very most bottom rung.
Tiz the silent scream, of the Ponzi Scheme, no beer upon your tongue.
And you dare not dip, not even the tip, of your tongue to take a sip,
Of the flagon that you carry, nor shall you tarry,...
And you members new, learn what we do, as I endeavor to enthrall.
You bought your keg for an arm and a leg, the cost being ever so high,
And alas, alas, someone conned your ass, and you felt compelled to buy.
So now you’re stuck, down in the muck, on the very most bottom rung.
Tiz the silent scream, of the Ponzi Scheme, no beer upon your tongue.
And you dare not dip, not even the tip, of your tongue to take a sip,
Of the flagon that you carry, nor shall you tarry,...
#alcohol
113 reads
3 Comments
PoemStranger
Poem Published
27th Apr 2024 8:20pm
27th Apr 2024 8:20pm
The World’s Worst Restaurant Names
#alcohol
#food
82 reads
2 Comments
Naajir
Poem Published
2nd Mar 2024 7:12pm
2nd Mar 2024 7:12pm
Damaged Goods
her body language said it all
she wanted to stay..
and if truth be told...i wanted her to stay
but while sticking to the truth
i knew we were two strays
seeking some form of...redemption..
maybe that's not the best word
but it's all this shell of a man can spare in this moment
fresh of the break up with my daughter's mother
all i could do was drink party and drown my failures
in Seagram's Gin, loud music and new pussy..
fucking for the sake of forgetfulness..
life...
she wanted to stay..
and if truth be told...i wanted her to stay
but while sticking to the truth
i knew we were two strays
seeking some form of...redemption..
maybe that's not the best word
but it's all this shell of a man can spare in this moment
fresh of the break up with my daughter's mother
all i could do was drink party and drown my failures
in Seagram's Gin, loud music and new pussy..
fucking for the sake of forgetfulness..
life...
#regret
#breakup
#alcohol
#honesty
#nonfiction
387 reads
6 Comments
Jezkeebs
Poem Published
29th Feb 2024 9:06pm
29th Feb 2024 9:06pm
D.M
Those lace up boots
Memory of doc martens
I had a black pair
Joe 90 had cherry
I first met him letting off firecrackers in his hand and he told me the secret to having balls was hidden in bohemian rhapsody
I could never work it out
Sometimes we swapped one boot for one
How people stared as we stomped around town with mismatched boots, dressed in black
Getting high on rum and coke
Also from the smoke
Motorbike madness
200 kph what a rush
Then you told me you liked to close your eyes at that moment
Like a slow...
Memory of doc martens
I had a black pair
Joe 90 had cherry
I first met him letting off firecrackers in his hand and he told me the secret to having balls was hidden in bohemian rhapsody
I could never work it out
Sometimes we swapped one boot for one
How people stared as we stomped around town with mismatched boots, dressed in black
Getting high on rum and coke
Also from the smoke
Motorbike madness
200 kph what a rush
Then you told me you liked to close your eyes at that moment
Like a slow...
#grief
#cars
#alcohol #memories
#alcohol #memories
156 reads
0 Comments
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