Poems about Alcohol
#alcohol
Poetry about alcohol includes poems about enjoying a drink and being drunk. You'll also find poems about the dark side of alcohol, including poetry about alcohol addiction and being an alcoholic.
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
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Does It Matter If Lives Are Shattered?
The battered wives, the shattered lives,
The broken homes, the broken bones,
The families marred, the victims scarred,
The babes in wombs who will not bloom,
Young men in tombs, who died too soon,
The blood that's spilled, the people killed,
Who met their doom, from booze consumed.
The tragic scenes, the ruined dreams,
The hearts that break, the souls that ache,
The loved ones gone, the toll goes on,
When will it stop? The death toll tops,
All wars combined, and do we mind?
Does it matter lives are shattered?
Let's...
The broken homes, the broken bones,
The families marred, the victims scarred,
The babes in wombs who will not bloom,
Young men in tombs, who died too soon,
The blood that's spilled, the people killed,
Who met their doom, from booze consumed.
The tragic scenes, the ruined dreams,
The hearts that break, the souls that ache,
The loved ones gone, the toll goes on,
When will it stop? The death toll tops,
All wars combined, and do we mind?
Does it matter lives are shattered?
Let's...
#alcohol
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Should've Known Better Than To Go To That Party Last Night
Jonathan woke up with such
a hangover before he saw
Heather still asleep and as
naked as he still was right there.
a hangover before he saw
Heather still asleep and as
naked as he still was right there.
#friendship
#alcohol
#fiction
#ignorance
#sensual
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To See That He Had Disappeared
On Saturday morning, Ruth
woke up hungover and
started calling for
her
date
Steve
only to see that
he had disappeared with
everything else in the house.
woke up hungover and
started calling for
her
date
Steve
only to see that
he had disappeared with
everything else in the house.
#home
#alcohol
#fiction
#mystery
#sensual
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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
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I Thought I Was The Bolder One
Brad
woke up
and started
to whine about
the boulder sized creek
in his neck before he
heard a creek and turned to see
the redhead he met at Tony's
party and shared some wine with last night
saying "I thought I was the bolder one."
woke up
and started
to whine about
the boulder sized creek
in his neck before he
heard a creek and turned to see
the redhead he met at Tony's
party and shared some wine with last night
saying "I thought I was the bolder one."
#alcohol
#fiction
#sensual
#dating
#hurt
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Another Drink
Take a sip
On an empty stomach
Watch the world go by
And do nothing
Take a sip
Drown the noise out
From the outside in
And fix nothing
Take a sip
Then another
Til there's no one left
And be nothing
Take a sip
On an empty stomach
Watch the world go by
And do nothing
Take a sip
Drown the noise out
From the outside in
And fix nothing
Take a sip
Then another
Til there's no one left
And be nothing
Take a sip
#grief
#heartbroken
#alcohol
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The last Viking
Erik Bye was a writer, entertainer, TV personality, and easily, in the sixties and the seventies, the most popular man around.
He was born in New York to Norwegian parents who later went back to live there, while their son Erik went
back to the USA to finish his education.
On returning to Norway, he wrote a book about his experiences crisscrossing the USA.
The travel book was a best-seller in Scandinavia and
the book was also translated into English.
Erik also wrote some other books and many songs about the seas
As a journalist interviewing people from the...
He was born in New York to Norwegian parents who later went back to live there, while their son Erik went
back to the USA to finish his education.
On returning to Norway, he wrote a book about his experiences crisscrossing the USA.
The travel book was a best-seller in Scandinavia and
the book was also translated into English.
Erik also wrote some other books and many songs about the seas
As a journalist interviewing people from the...
#alcohol
#drugs
#heroin
#marijuana
#addiction
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Too Late
It’s too late for that,
You can try and
Rewrite memory,
But you can never go back;
The bottle
Only goes so deep,
And the memories
Are here for keeps.
You can try and
Rewrite memory,
But you can never go back;
The bottle
Only goes so deep,
And the memories
Are here for keeps.
#grief
#alcohol
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drinking
I beg your pardon; I am drunk without a drink. English wine &
words are vulnerable to every man.”―Santosh Kalwar
sunshine drinks the morning dew,
as rivers drink fresh waters from the spring;
oceans drink hill-quickening brew
and thirst for more of what spate-rivers bring.
bleary men sip alcohol
on bar stools, floating on their...
words are vulnerable to every man.”―Santosh Kalwar
sunshine drinks the morning dew,
as rivers drink fresh waters from the spring;
oceans drink hill-quickening brew
and thirst for more of what spate-rivers bring.
bleary men sip alcohol
on bar stools, floating on their...
#romantic
#river
#sea
#alcohol
#FallingInLove
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Oh, God! What Was I Thinking?
Meg woke up one day
hungover and naked and
saw her best friend Hugh
still sleeping next to her and
in the same shape as she was.
hungover and naked and
saw her best friend Hugh
still sleeping next to her and
in the same shape as she was.
#friendship
#alcohol
#fiction
#tanka
#sensual
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The Shelf
I remember the times from my youth, a time when I had very few role models.
I grew belligerent, ignorant and uncouth;
As I was shown the value of liquor bottles.
Firsthand experience, I sadly held this coal.
Burned to the quick as it scorched my very soul.
This is no excuse for my actions, for every person isn’t the same.
Some can handle these liquids, but to think I could, I was insane.
I seen what it did to my father, I seen what it did to my mother.
I seen what it...
I grew belligerent, ignorant and uncouth;
As I was shown the value of liquor bottles.
Firsthand experience, I sadly held this coal.
Burned to the quick as it scorched my very soul.
This is no excuse for my actions, for every person isn’t the same.
Some can handle these liquids, but to think I could, I was insane.
I seen what it did to my father, I seen what it did to my mother.
I seen what it...
#depression
#childhood
#alcohol #addiction
#alcohol #addiction
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