Bartender Poems

Bartender

Bartender 
Somewhat listening 
Pour another drink 
Another sad story to tell 
5 O’Clock somewhere 
After hours 
A sad break up 
Hard day at work 
Problems echo 
Room spinning 
Regrets climbing 
Broken down old man in the mirror 
Another drink, going under 
Bottom of the glass 
Acting delirious 
Playing the victim 
She walked out on me

Psychic spooks the Bartender

The psychic walked into a bar
She said “I don’t like this!”
A superstitious bartender screamed and ran off.
He left his wallet.

“You don’t like what?” her camera man asked.
The TV audience was wondering too.
I was holding my breath, awaiting her answer.

“I don’t like that mirror behind the bar,” she told him.
“It makes me look fat.”

Bunny Brewsky Bartender

Bunny Brewster worked at Bab’s Balmy Brewsky
A sage bartender, who understood pouring whiskey
He sometimes tossed out bunnies who got to0 frisky
For that was not allowed at Bab’s Balmy Brewsky

New Bartender Billy Van Nyes

I will have a Neanderthal with a sharp twist, Swiss on the side.
novice bartender from Ohio, smiled, nodded and rapidly complied.
make me a bull without horns, left foot in the barn.
Bartender shook this guy’s drink in mixer and began a fine yarn.

How do you keep all these drinks straight? I asked new guy at last.
I

Bartender Oh Bartender

Bartender Oh Bartender
(a stout rendition of O Captain! My Captain!
Perfect rhythmic rhyme with tonic 
when the doth ale).

Mine eyes espy the glory per the ending 
of another work day beckon Baileys Irish Creme
with Absolut certainty that Fireball named Brandy 
the Patron Crown Royal abets dream
quest proof positive to expunge stressful Boss 
distilling this cooked Grey

Bartender Tales Ii: Changes

Kerris  spoke to Damian the junior 
Bartender on the phone.  "Yeah, it's 
8 o'clock now.  I'll be there  at 9 to
Open.  Meet me there at that time."
He smiled happily thinking about 
His wife Lanikah.  "Alright, later
Man."  Hakim hung the phone up.

Kerris left at 8:30pm.  He opened 
Fahrenheit

Ramblings of a Bartender

Slap that cocktail shaker
Find the right fit and tap that baby together
Put a little bit extra in the slap
Mind picturing that ass-cheek reverb
Colors of spirit and mixers rush together
Creating works of art ia what I do
Free pouring or percise measuring
Slinging beers for the masses
Wine stored at proper temperature
Grin & Smile as u never really know

Bartender

I use to drink for pain
Heartbroken -
love gone away
Bartender fill my glass with another 

Ice cold her heart was -
detached from everything we had
Bitterness surround’s my heart
I guess I’ll just have another drink


So now she’s gone -
long gone from my world
She put me through hell more times than my soul deserved 
I’ve empty out everything

Bartender

I swam through a ocean of illusion
Dying of thirst
Going through the motions of confusion
Fearing the worst
I came upon her canteen
Seeking a cup of real
If for nothing else
A sip for my last meal

Bartender, Please

If only I'd have thought
Before I said good night
Maybe she'd have kissed me
In the pale Winter's light

Sometimes I see her eyes
Just staring up at me
Lips a little parted
Where mine are 'sposed to be

Maybe I'd be married 
If only I'd have thought
Sometimes I see children
In a house we bought

But I was young and shy
Sometimes I think

Hemingway's Bartender

We share our love for writing
A seat at the bar is always inviting
Writing comes naturally
Alcohol used medicinally
Both had their own way 2 stop the chaos
The need to write doesn't take days off
Long, slurred conversations with ourselves
Asking for whisk(e)y off the top shelves
I stir & mix him concoctions
Absinthe & Champagne is an option
But a Whisk(e)y and

Liquid Shelter

I toss fire down your throat
pour you your bullet, goblet to gullet

glass-jacketed explosions 
line my wall like church organ flues
ablution for absolution from desperation 
libation-liberations for exaggerated exhilarations
bottled fevers for believers

kneel your mind
choose your raptures

you’ve come to my altar
now your blood I’ll alter

shaken, stirred, swirled, singed with little bonfires
as potent a potion as you like
each

The Pawn Shop

Bottom feeders flourish

When the economy's a bust

When bad times are the norm

And good times turn to dust

When neighborhoods go south it's sad

But a sign of their demise

Is when a bunch of pawn shops open up

Before your very eyes

When stores close down or move on out

After years in the same place

Their memory is a radar blip

They

The Bartender

Twenty two years had passed  by

She blinked, and a lifetime had passed

She started this job as a lark

She never thought it would last

Two husbands and rehab were part of this bar

The husbands...her clients all knew

But the rehab, was hers...and hers all alone

Only one in her family knew

She'd been tending bar here for 3 presidents

Jesh One More, Bartender

Cletus Schlunk went on a weekend bender.

   He kept saying, "Jesh one more, bartender!"

      He stumbled out of the bar,

         Speeding away in his car,

            Ending up in a

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