Long Drink Poems
Long Drink Poems. Below are the most popular long Drink by PoetrySoup Members. You can search for long Drink poems by poem length and keyword.
Cheers
I Stopped in at a Bar One Night,
Needing Some Time to Think.
It Had All Come Crashing in
And I Ordered up a Drink.
Being a Survivor of Vietnam,
Sometimes Doesn’t Seem Fair.
I Can Still See the Agony and Pain,
Of Those Boys We Lost over There.
They Would Hold My Hand and Beg.
Please God, Just Let Me Die!
I Was a Nurse But I Couldn’t Help It,
Sometimes I Would Turn Away and Cry.
The Blood and Terror Still Haunt Me,
And Faces Float Around in My Dreams.
Everyday I Live in this Hell,
It Never Ends, or So it Seems.
I Saw a Man Come into the Bar,
And He Strolled over to My Chair.
“Mind If I Sit Down?” He Drawled.
“Yes,” I Said, “Someone Is Sitting There.
He Looked Around the Room ,
And of Course I Don’t Lie Well,
I Saw His Neck Turning Red,
As He Bent down and Said,
“ You Can Go to Hell.”
He Was Just Someone Looking to Score,
He Couldn’t Have Known My Fears,
Or the Fact I Knew All about Hell.
I Raised My Glass and Smiled ......
But all I said was, “Cheers!!”
Connie Moore
August 7, 2000
Oceans sink to normal depths
Water seeks its own level in the dark
No land is ever completely dry
Deserts rise with tides of sand
On every side there is no end in sight
No sun fills in what time begins
When reaching to the heavens
Under pressure to survive
Size does not matter to the stars
Oceans go alone and where they want to
But not too far due to weight considerations
Completely deep and measured in their style
So many walls of water to fill in
Nothing holds them back
Planets come from far away to take a drink
In deep space there is only questions of emptiness
So emissaries are sent as asteroids and comets come
From remote locations not worth mentioning
Not in a single sentence any way
Impacts reshape the world
Fill in the meteoric distance when they land
Found on desert floors far from the shore
Sound travels far below
Well below the surface of the earth
Oceans never visit there but listen in
Hearing only what the sand permits
Waves cascading over rocks
Were made to lick the shore
They understand but never talk
Even if they wanted to be less than wet
Oceans go down there where they belong
They cover distances in liquid
I ate lettuce for a year
Only lettuce
And drank water
Lost sixty-four pounds
I have gained it back and sixty pounds more
I was young then, more disciplined
Now I am old; no one notices old
I can be any size I want.
I could be nine hundred pounds.
No one would notice
So now I eat barbequed chicken,
refried beans, mashed potatoes,
beef and noodles, cheeseburgers,
pepperoni pizza, frozen spaghetti,
frozen lasagna,
For dessert I have coconut cake,
pumpkin pie with whipped cream,
triple chocolate cake with frosting,
cinnamon apple strudel, cherry cobbler
with vanilla ice cream, key lime pie,
or whatever else I want.
I cannot drink coffee unless I put in
three packets of sugars, a bit of
chocolate milk, and a packet of
sweetened hot cocoa.
These are foods I do not eat:
vegetables, fruits, or lettuce.
I cannot stand to even look at lettuce.
Women and children underground with
no food to eat!
Oh, no! Another bomb going off, and
With nothing refreshing and nutritious
to drink.
Trying to cover my daughters' ears with
her checkered, red and white gloves!
So many nations afraid to help the Ukraine,
as our cries for weapons, reach the heavens
in the Spring, gentle rain!
Why should they care, so selfish, they, just so
cruelly say, "Tough!"
The thunder is not as loud as the bombs,and
yet, we hunger, fret, and pray!
Here on bare soil,this Spring-soaked night in
the Ukrainian rain!
4/22/2022
November is best month of year
Winter begins, new year is near
It is time to enjoy the sun
Go for walks in afternoon sun
Most people seen sitting in sun
Eating nuts and chatting is fun
It becomes dark outside too soon
Time to finish work before moon
At night really cool winds blow
Temperature is very low
Nights spent at home with heater on
Water cold geyser always on
Bed time in blanket thick and warm
Cold weather surrounds in full form
In morning hot drink is a must
For bathing hot water is must
In cold water body is numb
Unable to move, you feel dumb
Date: 10/27/2020
8 syllabus count per line checked at poetry soup syllabus counter
Quote from the original translation
Awake! for the morning in the bowl of night,
has flung the stone that puts the stars to flight,
Lo! the hunter of the East has caught
The Sultan’s Turret in a noose of light!
Dreaming when dawn’s left hand was in the sky,
I heard a voice within the tavern cry,
awake my little ones and fill the cup,
before life’s liquor in its cup be dry!!
Omar Khayyam ‘Rubaiyat’ Persian
World is a tavern and time’s liquor is running dry!
Drink while there is still time!
Wine is wisdom you drink to see the reality of existence
and not be swayed by the untruth and the unreal!!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The Truth potion - Inspired by the Rubaiyat!
in the warmth of fire where embers shine,
where greed plays havoc with cries of mine, mine!
pour them the taste of that fermented potion,
to awaken their soul to bring them in line!
in tented tavern amidst commotion,
truth frozen, but untruth is in fashion,
I feel your lips on my lips to reassure,
lips of damsel wine that brings elation!
I see the coloured glasses glitter pure,
jingle of anklets on bodies demure,
dancing to please insolence and wealth,
calamity, disease, pretences sans cure.
pour me a cup so I can drink to health,
to bemoan the tale of truth lost in stealth,
in flow of wine there is freedom of breath,
liberation of truth, from deep underneath!
Tamam shud!( original ending of Rubaiyat) means
all clear or the end!!
1st placement
Inspired by the Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam in Persian
Translated to English by Scott Fitzgerald
Written 10/11/21
Inspired by a translation poetry contest
Malabika Ray Choudhury sponsored
White doves flutter, dying words whisper
Silence becomes haunting and Angels Sing
A lone filtering light of soft glister
Casts fleeting shadows from a white dove's wing
This arrow of light pierces the dusk gray
On my knees, I shall pray for you, my love,
And touch the cold floor where your casket lay
Seeking unanswered questions, from above,
To find no comfort in your final breath.
Forgive me, As I taste this bitter wine
Release me, from a vow I once confessed,
By the shadow of your spirit, I'm blind
Poison drips from a bitter drink I've made,
Brings dark, Silent dark as the cold light fades.
12/4/13/
Wanting to enjoy myself
I drink alone
Wanting a home
I imagine, alone
That my family, though mine
Is not my own
Somehwere far away
Maybe on a distant planet
Is a place i can call mine
I loose myself in a lullabye
My heart, deep in my heart, locked in a pace only booze can get to,
I dream that this song is true.
How i want to belong
To a family far away
Where pain is a memory
Where loyalty isn't imaginary
Where love is a given
Where my heart can be alive
Brightest
And the most sacred without being the most painful.
Only when drunk can i loose myself enough to know, how truly i want with all i Am
Pain included
Life of hardship included
Being the leader of a war included
True.
How lost must i be, to in my most lucid moments
Wish i was an alien
How crazy is that?
But even as logic knows this
My heart yearns
For what will probably never be.
For what my heart wants with all it is, to be.
But, instead..i drink alone.
And alone, in the deepest recesses of my heart
I will likely always be.
Homesick for a place that isn't real
Yearning for a family that isn't real.
I....heh, I, my friends, am so screwed
I Am a Time Waster.
I Love to laze away the day.
But I Am Happy. Yea I am A Happy Man.
I have time to appreciate the beauty of Nature,
Never in a hurry. I like to take my time.
I have time to spend with my loving pets.
Time enough to communicate with them, and to play with them.
Time to Feed them. Time to surf the net.
Time to write Poetry and read poems.
Time for Dominoes. Time to Lime. Time to waste.
Time to help others wherever I can. To help someone along the way.
Time to rescue an animal.
Time to hail a friend. Time to chat.
Time to check up on the cricket scores
Or Watch cricket. Time to enjoy a movie or a good documentary.
Time to eat and drink. Time to laugh. Time to joke.
Time to daydream and reminisce. Time to go to bed. Time to sleep. Time to dream.
Time to think of doin something else. Time to end this poem........this story.
The pain was so bad I can remember listening to my heart break, while I listened to heart break songs
Even had a couple of drinks I think to make my heart feel strong
But that wasn’t the case, one drink took me to our last great memory
Two drinks had me saying I don’t care about you, when in fact you were really all I cared about
Three drinks and I’m falling above all these feelings as if I’ve moved on from you, but this time frame was limited
Because as my body sobered up my mind became drunk
And everything I told myself I wouldn’t do or did not care about became my actions and thoughts
p.s. I gave heed to the persuasive liquid conversations and ended up giving in to myself knowing I shouldn’t listen…