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.
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
16th Mar 2025 1:36am
16th Mar 2025 1:36am
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boswell ?
as far as I know,
said johnson
as far as I know,
said johnson
#alcohol
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2 Comments
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
16th Mar 2025 00:57am
16th Mar 2025 00:57am
Waking Up With More Than A Hangover
Mary woke and saw Ted.
Then, she discovered she was also naked.
Mary felt a painful head.
Then, she discovered she was also naked.
Mary felt a painful head.
#alcohol
#confusion
#fiction
#friendship
#sex
99 reads
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dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
14th Mar 2025 00:44am
14th Mar 2025 00:44am
be there again, soon
used to write poems on beer mats
in the pub,
no one read them, of course,
but it passed an afternoon ..
in the pub,
no one read them, of course,
but it passed an afternoon ..
#alcohol
102 reads
8 Comments
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
12th Mar 2025 1:45pm
12th Mar 2025 1:45pm
Figured You'll Want One After Last Night
Dina woke hungover and naked.
Jason walked in with cups of coffee.
He gave one to her.
Jason walked in with cups of coffee.
He gave one to her.
#alcohol
#coffee
#fiction
#hurt
#sex
206 reads
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Green_Arrow
Poem Published
12th Mar 2025 11:36am
12th Mar 2025 11:36am
Gary Must've Spiked The Punch
Holly, why are you naked?
Huh? Mom! What are you doing home?!
Finished my Philadelphia job early.
Hi. Are you Mark's mom?
No, I'm Holly's mom. And you are?
I'm Ben. Who is Holly?
She's who's naked like you!
Ah, no! Gary must've spiked the punch!
Sharon's brother, Mom. You remember?
I remember... and should've known!
He must've snuck bottles of Jack Daniel's!
Honest, Mom! I didn't know!
Relax, Holly. Just go get yourself dressed.
Okay, Mom. And thanks for being understanding.
Huh? Mom! What are you doing home?!
Finished my Philadelphia job early.
Hi. Are you Mark's mom?
No, I'm Holly's mom. And you are?
I'm Ben. Who is Holly?
She's who's naked like you!
Ah, no! Gary must've spiked the punch!
Sharon's brother, Mom. You remember?
I remember... and should've known!
He must've snuck bottles of Jack Daniel's!
Honest, Mom! I didn't know!
Relax, Holly. Just go get yourself dressed.
Okay, Mom. And thanks for being understanding.
#alcohol
#anger
#dialogue
#fiction
#mother
78 reads
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Green_Arrow
Poem Published
11th Mar 2025 1:31am
11th Mar 2025 1:31am
What Have I Been Drinking Last Night?
Kevin woke up very hungover.
He saw Jennifer looking with a smile.
Kevin placed hands on forehead.
He saw Jennifer looking with a smile.
Kevin placed hands on forehead.
#alcohol
#fiction
#friendship
#hurt
#sex
123 reads
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
10th Mar 2025 1:01am
10th Mar 2025 1:01am
Masquerade Ball at Mardi Gras
Masquerade Ball at Mardi Gras
Mr. Baumgartner was an older man with a receding hairline, light complexion, and a thin black mustache like Hitler’s. He was a predator with pale blue eagle eyes. Mr. Baumgartner said, half-jokingly, that if he hadn’t been a writer he would have been president or a messiah.
Mr. Baumgartner stood in the large room that took up the whole side of the house facing the street. He looked at the print of the Mona Lisa, Da Vinci’s perfect woman. Then he looked at his wife and sighed.
His wife had grey hair, wore glasses with coke bottle...
Mr. Baumgartner was an older man with a receding hairline, light complexion, and a thin black mustache like Hitler’s. He was a predator with pale blue eagle eyes. Mr. Baumgartner said, half-jokingly, that if he hadn’t been a writer he would have been president or a messiah.
Mr. Baumgartner stood in the large room that took up the whole side of the house facing the street. He looked at the print of the Mona Lisa, Da Vinci’s perfect woman. Then he looked at his wife and sighed.
His wife had grey hair, wore glasses with coke bottle...
#alcohol
#crush
#funny
#LifeAsAWriter
#surreal
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dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
6th Mar 2025 00:38am
6th Mar 2025 00:38am
anon
I don’t like crowds
but I’m alright if they ignore me
overlook me or never bloody
saw me as anyone other than
that old bloke in the pub with
a book ..
but I’m alright if they ignore me
overlook me or never bloody
saw me as anyone other than
that old bloke in the pub with
a book ..
#alcohol
111 reads
5 Comments
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
5th Mar 2025 2:00am
5th Mar 2025 2:00am
That Depends On My Head
Good morning. You're feeling okay?
That depends on my head. Your name?
My name's Richard. What's yours?
My name's Nancy. Got the same friend?
Yes. Teri is who spiked the punch.
That depends on my head. Your name?
My name's Richard. What's yours?
My name's Nancy. Got the same friend?
Yes. Teri is who spiked the punch.
#alcohol
#confusion
#dialogue
#fiction
#friendship
123 reads
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Green_Arrow
Poem Published
3rd Mar 2025 2:22am
3rd Mar 2025 2:22am
To Notice The Spiked Punch
Oh, God! My head hurts!
Trust me, Laraine. My head hurts worse.
What were we thinking, Brandon?
Had too much fun at Susan's party.
To notice the spiked punch. Right?
Trust me, Laraine. My head hurts worse.
What were we thinking, Brandon?
Had too much fun at Susan's party.
To notice the spiked punch. Right?
#alcohol
#dialogue
#fiction
#friendship
#sex
117 reads
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Green_Arrow
Poem Published
28th Feb 2025 11:19am
28th Feb 2025 11:19am
A Result Of Gulping Too Many Beers
Dean woke naked and hungover.
He noticed Lisa sleeping next to him.
He went into the bathroom.
After throwing up, Dean saw his reflection.
A result of gulping too many beers.
He noticed Lisa sleeping next to him.
He went into the bathroom.
After throwing up, Dean saw his reflection.
A result of gulping too many beers.
#alcohol
#corruption
#fiction
#friendship
#sex
143 reads
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Green_Arrow
Poem Published
27th Feb 2025 2:12am
27th Feb 2025 2:12am
One Result Of Helen's Parties
Faye woke up so hungover.
She saw herself naked in the mirror.
One result of Helen's parties.
She saw herself naked in the mirror.
One result of Helen's parties.
#alcohol
#corruption
#fiction
#friendship
#sex
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