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Best Swigs Poems

Below are the all-time best Swigs poems written by Poets on PoetrySoup. These top poems in list format are the best examples of swigs poems written by PoetrySoup members

An Evening in with the Cat
If I had a bottle of pills
I’d dump them out inside my mouth
Take the last few swigs of vodka
And swallow all of them down

If I...

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© Lisa Hicks  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: swigs, death, depression, loss, pets, sad,
Form: Quatrain

Cup of love
I guzzle
she quaffs
I swill
she swigs

drink from the cup
of love

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Categories: swigs, love,
Form: Free verse
In the End
Two swigs of tequilla
Strawberry Daiquri
A pair of scissors
Some anger
An arm and a leg
Meke a good time
For shedding some blood
Tears anyone?
Breaths feel cool
Taste rebelious....

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Categories: swigs, peace,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member I'm Coming Home
He looks through the curtains as the meal is served

The sweat on his brow and the I.V. drips

Mom wears her apron with a picture of...

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Categories: swigs, angst, faith, family, mom, home, light,
Form: Ballad
All he is rackety-raggedy walking the streets.
Talking about things that are conflicting.
His mind has been captured by the wrongful deeds of people.
He has been cheated...

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Categories: swigs, character, conflict, crazy, education, fathers day,
Form: Narrative


I have a blind partner named Mark
Who loves to chop wood in the dark
He can't see a damn thing
Swigs beer with each swing

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Categories: swigs, fun,
Form: Limerick
Let Them Burn
I shall bloom with unrelenting persistence

and murderous resistance,

fighting back with mental pistons,

shattering the framerworks of my current existence.

I find self expression

from the roots of my...

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Categories: swigs, anxiety, depression, heart, identity, inspirational, recovery
Form: Blank verse
Premium Member Luck of the Irish Limerick
Last night I heard the banshee,
After a few swigs of whiskey,
And after I heard her scream,
I poured some Bailey's and cream.
Now I cannot hear her...

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Categories: swigs, drink, humor, ireland,
Form: Limerick
Bada Bing

Taking swigs
Continuing to dig
Doing it big

Crown me I am king
Doing my thing
Toward the fences I swing
My all I bring
Sting like a bee, And knock them...

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Categories: swigs, dark, how i feel, perspective, poetry,
Form: Rhyme

Perpetual fragrance of life sojourns in air,
As golden glitz of sun swigs despair;

Nature endows its riches on us to cherish,
His boundless bounties will never...

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Categories: swigs, beauty, thanksgiving,
Form: Couplet
A welter of anxious faces gawks curiously at him,
But by now he is immune to the consternation. 
His effervescent expression glows,
As he swigs down their...

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Categories: swigs, death, depression, introspection, life, philosophy, satire
Form: Verse
Candlelight And Caviar
Candlelight And Caviar

Luxury, wealth and sophistication
describe my exquisite fascination.
Rare to find in the out of doors
rich in passion behind closed doors.
Dress me in silk, cashmere...

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Categories: swigs, mysteryme, me,
Form: Rhyme
All things good and bad
All things good and bad...!

All things come to an end,
good as well as the bad!
Interim period vacillating,
between being happy and sad!

Manifesting - big and small,

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© Ram Ram  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: swigs, freedom, joy, life, mystery, philosophy, spiritual,
Form: Free verse
Your gashing shadow
on the campus bricks,
pinions me to bow and stick
to an aching fetal pose
pulling more than the sallow
shoes of a newly freed man

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Categories: swigs, lost love, romance, sad, me, me,
Form: Free verse
The Rewrite Daily News A Never New and Never ending Story
"Every day is a page to write a new story". 
And I have rewritten us every day for the last 20 years
We break up…but we...

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Categories: swigs, lost love, wine,
Form: Free verse
Where is Silence

Silence from my 
breathe exhaling smoke
As the bud taps the tray
as the beer swigs the throat 

All this noise
Noise in a dark room;
noise that echo’s...

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Categories: swigs, people, philosophy,
Form: Free verse
Rainy Days And Mondays
Turning over I shut my alarm off while in my bed
forcing myself out of my cocoon I have a feeling of dread
its another Monday morning...

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Categories: swigs, humor, rain, work,
Form: Light Verse
Snake on My Neck
Snake on My Neck

There's a live Snake
On my neck so awake
What kind of a Snake
Pendant on your neck
Making you a wreak?
A Snake that's mine
I shall...

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Categories: swigs,
Form: Couplet
Manic waves sunk my boat,
marvel how I could float,
made it to an island,
man there had drinking stand,
mirage I was thinking,
many swigs lemonade,
marooned coconut shade.


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Categories: swigs, adventure, boat, drink,
Form: Verse
Night Time
As darkness covers our piece of the world what goes on that we cannot see,
A milkman delivering his milk for us to get out of...

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Categories: swigs, life, men, husband, wife, husband, men,
Form: Prose Poetry
In thin Ice
lucy found a bottle
on thin ice
she picked up the bottle that was once
on thin ice
she thought it looked cool and took a drink
on thin ice

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Categories: swigs, death
Form: I do not know?
Sa Coma
Showering sparks, indigo and lemon hued
Sashayed coaxial sambas on orbs that quietly died;
When fell the crush of sable, black as pitted olives,
Palm leaves scraped the...

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© Tony Bush  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: swigs, angst, mystery, passion,
Form: Verse
Ghost Town Trains
By a rotted down shack 
Near an old railroad track,
The trains rattled past and sometimes came back;
There’s a thin plume of smoke
From the old chimney...

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© Tony Bush  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: swigs, allegory, history, social, night, old, night,
Form: Rhyme
A barber called Sweeney and Mrs Lovett
Both catch human heads inside her bucket
Cooking human head pies 
With blood and eyeball fries
Each bite so tough that...

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Categories: swigs, death, food, horror, murder,
Form: Limerick
On a Sunday evening t'will be
After a sweet sermon from the priest
And my ageing buttocks glued to no wooden chair

Oh my lovely meal on the...

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Categories: swigs, death,
Form: I do not know?