Lost Drink Poems

Lost in a bottle
Blessed with an all seeing eye
Pain out of the window
Inconsequential, to live or die

 The world's your oyster
And mankind your playground
To see...

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Upon well-worn barstools, tales two codgers tell,
Deep in drink, their stories swell.
Reflecting how the eons have flown,
Strengths once had, now overthrown.

"Ah, beauties chased, both bright...

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By Chad Carlson

Today I looked at my life in rewind
Found the good in mostly bad times
Smiled a lot and even laughed a little
Until I got...

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I started out as a pretty rose bud,
the rains are coming maybe even a flood.
Then the bright sun will come out,
my pedals open up without...

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I lay here beside you,
It's not quite 9:00pm.
You are long gone,
Absorbed by the alcohol. 
Tonight, like every other,
I cooked for you.
When you were hungry after...

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Gazing at the transgressive, monotonous (yet awake) mundane-
burning cheeks, bottles empty of holy blood
accompanied by slurred atonement lost in soft wind
persevered; untainted discovery by foolish...

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Do you think I had forgotten about you? 

You carried me home when I drank too much. 

Hoisted me over your shoulder, drowning delicately in...

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son streams yesterdays
lady of those years keeps nigh~
clinking fetch astir

son owns two faint eyes
lady kept years eyes her son~
silver teaspoon rests

son eyes lady's room
stopped ~...

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Spice tea is for me,  
hot with honey on a cold winter's day.  
Pretty pink rose cups,  
are filled to the top...

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I am the coffee cup,  
holding the coffee which is God.  
He fills me with sweetness and warmth,  
so others can enjoy...

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I lost the sticks
To play my drum
Missing a fist
So, yes a thumb

Still have a head
Though am real flawed
With a bent lever
That moved my jaw

Missing those...

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Mango juice in summers
Aah,just delicious,
When I look to the juice glass with icy blast
My tongue flickers,to sip it, drink it,lick it.
My eyes shines like a...

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Stirring my hot or cold tea, 
with fresh honey from a bee. 
I must not get stung, 
or this sweet drink will hurt my tongue....

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Travelled through the night to see my wife at home,
Didn’t realise I’d be all alone. 
I walked through the door with a tear in my...

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In the dim-lit corners of forgotten bars,
Where smoke dances with fallen stars,
I nurse my whiskey, neat and strong,
Lost in a world gone wrong.

The jukebox hums...

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