War Drink Poems

Are not Irish Eyes
always smiling?
IN the Blamey
at the stone – at the family
pub, celebrating life’s cheering,
brawling, grinning, deeply etching
proud ethnic tone – in the 
lilt...

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Another empty bottle
Another lonely night
Slave to my cursed mistress
And her commands and demands
She holds my uncertain future
Tightly In her hands
Although I had no  right...

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Remember playtime moments shared.
When as two children, nicely paired,
with clinking spoons or tiny cups
pretended coffee like grown-ups.

And, then you said, I am old enough.
I need...

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SIPPING COFFEE

There was a time a few decades ago
Well yes, many more than just a few
And post war rationing we still faced
Finding real ground coffee...

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The milky fog of an afternoon glass
Seeps through deep trenches 
Amongst the rubble lies a reflection
Mystified and vaporised with poppies all around

Golden ichor is not...

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You defy belief
Thanks dear
I mean, seven in the morning, and you’re sober
Pub went on fire, early night
Someday you will die a lonely man
My God, that...

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Argh daylight savings time ends – 2:00 AM November 6th 2022

Hour hands of o'clock get set back 
sixty minutes gaining extra hour of Autumn
round about...

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Don't drink what is impure,
it may taste good, but it's a bad liqueur;
don't binge and indulge in sinful desires
when death is present and celebrates
the taking...

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A Hundred-year-old rosewood door
Was found today in an old liquor store.
Buried Beneath the basement floor 
so, the story goes 
For a century she laid dead...

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Drink Flask
See the drink flask there on the desk
A boring blue in colour
Slightly scratched and dinted
Well used by the owner
Made to look normal
Like it was...

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Bhai phayru vada network chalanda
Kushta folad khanda phayra panda
Jhatkay la la maar mukanda
Thandi laash bana sut janda
Panj dus palang toor chaday
Panj dus manjyan bhan dityan
Gavah...

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Separation can be the death of a loving relationship, 
but can resurrection come too? 
Can one give a reprieve from
Braking bonds that bind. 

Threads that...

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Drink of Today
Today will never peek though this portal again
As the Great artist paints the tips of the trees and the unremarkable clouds
a newly created...

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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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That Hundred-year-old rosewood door,
Imported from Brazil and hung before the civil war,
according to the local folklore,
It was a magnificent reddish brown wooden door. 
That adorned...

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