Best Whisky Poems

~the Fear of Never~ A DRINK TO REMEMBER!


   And the fire catches every time, my heart needs a sip
I bear no shame pouring, poisoned pabulum whisky down 
Lost in a place with hungry whores, ink paying  gigolos 
This night a respected gentleman...

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Evening finds ascension
on a red grouse wing;
the brilliant copper sky 
fades to twilight beam.
 
 
It wafts the weathered flora
of a season’s ending term,
as young skylarks soundly sleep
in the nearby bracken fern.
 
 
The purple hue glints playfully
on a steep highland muir,
with lovers lying blythesome...

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I finally decided to have a beer
And not being risky to have a whisky
But my desire for something stronger grew higher
So I ended up drinking a whisky...

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You say that you're drowning
Cos your good girl is gone
Gone with her makeup
and her swollen silicon

You're begging for pity
Well here is a plan
Dip your cigar in your whisky
And take it all like a man

You say that your world
Is falling apart
And you good girl's departure
Is eating...

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For Jack so loved the whisky
That he spent all his hard earned money
Buzzing like a bee, in a hive full of honey
Painting the town red, every club, pub and bar
Mingling among strangers, feeling like a star

For Jack so loved the whisky
That he became well known...

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One last shot 
And the bottle will be empty
The aroma and taste
Are superb like crazy
Far away, now you are,
In this melancholic night 
Do you drop me like 
The last whisky's bye?...

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I hate the sky on a sunny day
I hate to watch the children play
   I hate my whisky I hate my beer
i hate the music in my ear

I hate songbirds all around
I hate every gentle sound
   I hate my whisky I...

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I have a bottle of whisky I keep in my house
It is well hidden, like a tiny little mouse
I drink it in all kinds of situations
I drink it down to calm down my chaotic emotions

My house is my life and I share both with my...

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Whisky Dixie was a girl from the state of Alabama 
Her mother was a housewife and her father was a farmer
She came into the world in a field full of corn
Her mother had been drinking on the day she was born
And that is how Whisky...

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Destilled and pure
Scotch Whisky my favourite
Matured in old oak

Pure water from the Highlands
The scent of ocean and land

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Destilliert und rein
Scotch Whisky mein Lieblingsgetränk
Gealtert in alter Eiche

Reines Wasser der Highlands
Geruch von Meer und Land...

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Oval glass
Like your waistline 
Touches my fingers

Whisky in it 
Pretty hard
Soften with
Swing ice cubes
Glitters with cold 

Sipping by lips
Like your ****
Taste in love
Fuddled feelings
Slowly lie down

Your glance
Being an image in it
Concavely looks at
While filling up
With another ice cube

Desire reminds
Like talking your eyes
In a short time
Empty...

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It's cold, the lights are out
the roof is leaking
but I sit here with a cigarette in my mouth
a glass of whisky in my hand
and a rope around my neck....

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Look deep within these loosely-woven layers to find
primeval land with ocean, sky and wind entwined,
skilled hands and eyes of generations gone before
and peat smoke mingling with a sea mist on the shore.

In old and intricate design you may well sense
a solitary piper skirling a lament,
or...

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Hey Tom, you look well cared for and well fed,
Sure you longed to sleep in your own bed,
You must've had pain, hope they spoiled you,	
More medication, preferred a whiskey or two,
Which nurse did you like best, which one a dread.
...

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above the pagodas
eagles fly high
sharing with angels...

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