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Highball Poems - Poems about Highball


Premium Member One For the Road
...Another Saturday night in a piano bar Trying to lighten the mood I was in. When the waitress said "Last call!", I ordered a highball To top off the draft beer and gin. The guy at the keyboard ......

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Categories: highball, break up, love hurts,
Form: Verse
Cold Rain, Ain'T That Bad
...Outside... The cold rain is why my old hat feels plastered upon my head, and why the street has a gray look, as if the neighborhood is dead. It’s why I can see every exhale, why there is a ha......

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Categories: highball, appreciation, autumn, imagery, november,
Form: Rhyme



Football, Volleyball, Baseball --- a Nonsensical Poem
...Football, volleyball, baseball, softball, Racquetball, handball, basketball, hardball. . . . There're lots of sports in the world you play with a ball, And you can't play any of them if you're ......

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Categories: highball, humor, humorous,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Walking Meditation
...Walking Meditation by Odin Roark “And I thought marriage was hard.” Taking Meditation for a walk nags me with why I’m such a failure at this. It knows what I go through e......

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Categories: highball, hope, introspection, metaphor,
Form: Free verse
Backwash
...I closed my mouth around the words, felt my skeletons wash up against the shore of a silver tongue; Driftwood, laying still on the bank, charred and cracking open inside the swallow......

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Categories: highball, addiction, betrayal, break up,
Form: Prose Poetry



Hate the Way I Lie
...I cant stand there and watch you burn, its my turn I wont let you get hurt, even if I get burnt If I hear you cry It will make me die All this because you hate the way I lie This is real and we......

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Categories: highball, confusion, courage, fear, forgiveness,
Form: Free verse
Mendacity In the Chat Room
...Mendacity in the Chat Room By Elton Camp "I am only fifty years old" Is what the aged geezer told "You know, I am quite rich" Claimed a man living in a ditch "Two hundred is all I weigh" Said on......

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Categories: highball, funny, drug,
Form: Rhyme

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