Devotion Drink Poems

turkish coffee is quite grand

grounds settle like desert sand

tasteful grace

fills my space

time stops as flavors expand.
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earl grey dances on the tongue

bergamot notes music sung

swallow delight

far into night

finds me never old but young.
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This long day has come to a close,
don't regret the vocation you chose;
drink up, your work is done!
Drink up, life only offers wine,
it's a brief...

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Taking Today's Tumblerful Tea Time

This teetotaler turns to tea
torquing temptation
towards tippling
thankfully, though
that tremendous tugging

teasing tendency thirst trumped,
thru teaching this totally tubular
toothless titular Texan thuggish tyrant
(titled...

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The water's flowing
I need a cup
so that I may drink
Drink up
No longer am I thirsty
Jesus
Jesus
Jesus
Provides for me Him and His Father
All of my needs I...

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Her eagerness to be successful
bought her to him to be alone
Her need and. desire to copulate
Made loving her less a chore
The wines and bread to...

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Beer Sonnet

I have a bottle of German beer in the fridge
and naturally cloudy, first brewed in some small town
in Bavaria in 1624.
They didn’t make the...

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Between Fear and Mirth sat Falsehood and Truth,
Who made away in a kissing-booth.
They snagged each-other in prickl'd vine,
Lit the scene in wax and wine.

As evening...

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A Walk to sky, 
maybe so high
 
No life in empty around
But I can see Earth is round.

About to leave atmosphere 
and to enter another...

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Churchill admired for his sharp wit,
 a smoker, drinker, far from fit!
his stoop, his walk, his walking stick,
World doubted if his campaign would click?

he had...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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This is personally one of my favourites from my book. I actually wrote this 2017 at my grandmother`s house, on the sofa around the a.ms...

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Someone moved the rock 
And the village’s Gypsies were in shock 
Hearing it was a progressive move 
They sat at the bar wondering if this...

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See how the alcoholic wants his drink. He's got a black can of strong cider. He's in the queue behind me. I sense his agitation....

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parched lips seek water
parched soul seeks out divine grace
seek both from heaven!!...

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