Long Swigging Poems
Long Swigging Poems. Below are the most popular long Swigging by PoetrySoup Members. You can search for long Swigging poems by poem length and keyword.
Tedeschi Trucks Band
Econo Lodge sign
High
On
Its
Pylon
Best we can do
For...
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Categories:
swigging, emotions, giving, music, song, sound, tribute, voice,
Form:
Free verse
On the Rocks
Whiskey on the rocks, advised by my doc
combats dementia, so bring on the blocks
no need for a glass; I'll have me the bottle
with a big bowl of ice this baby I'll throttle
The whiskey's gone,...
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Categories:
swigging, humorous,
Form:
Rhyme
More Family Stories Recited
RITES OF PASSAGE
Each Christmas we all gathered there,
‘Aunt Clare, has more room ,after all’ with
her trestled tables and chair.
Grown-ups swigging their brown bottled ale,
young-uns, lemonade with paper straw,
VE style parties, once more.
Lunch over, the voice...
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Categories:
swigging, childhood, family,
Form:
Bio
Gig-Lyst
Quasi Puttana she said her name was
Quasi Puttana: told her I was ecstatic
to meet her. I thought it was a pleasure
days later I heard something aweful about
her that had my male senses out of whack.
Orgoglioso...
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Categories:
swigging, music,
Form:
Ballad
Cheese Wars
I followed milky and mouldy scents,
down cobbled and narrow paths,
only to see it riddled with rats,
feasting on Feta and Camembert,
whilst the wine sipping Uppers prepared to
clash against the cider swigging downers!
The Fromage Frenzy and Curd...
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Categories:
swigging, allusion, conflict, society,
Form:
Free verse
Sequestered In the Summer Found In the Fall Dedicated To Those Who Fell
SEQUESTERED IN THE SUMMER FOUND IN THE FALL by phree!
Me and Mary once went out for a ride upon the sea
I recall swigging down tequila just Mary and me
Two huge engines made that boat seem...
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Categories:
swigging, angstsummer, me, summer, cancer,
Form:
Quatrain
Sequestered In the Summer Found In the Fall Don'T Forget Your Pink Ribbon
SEQUESTERED IN THE SUMMER FOUND IN THE FALL
Me and Mary once went out for a ride upon the sea
I recall swigging down tequila just Mary and me
Two huge engines made that boat seem to suggest...
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Categories:
swigging, deathsummer, me, summer, cancer,
Form:
I do not know?
Think Pink
THINK PINK
Me and Mary once went out for a ride upon the sea
I recall swigging down tequila just Mary and me
Two huge engines made that boat seem to suggest it could fly
Or was it just...
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Categories:
swigging, angstme, cancer,
Form:
Quintain (English)
The Homebrewed Sourtoe Cocktail
Written on January 26, 2020
By Gail DeBole
Drink up daredevils!
It’s not a joke.
The human toe in your drink
Is not just taking a soak.
It’s challenged many drinkers
And many have exclaimed,
“Ewwww, What’s going on?...
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Categories:
swigging, adventure, drink, humor, humorous, silly,
Form:
Rhyme
Deadly Drinking Brings Her Home
Not caring what people think
She just takes another drink
Stronger than the one before
She is swigging more and more
Trying to drown all the pain
From the sight of the blood stains
She walked into late one night
Memories of...
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Categories:
swigging, death, family, feelings,
Form:
Rhyme
Eyeballing the Bar Flies
Chet lived creepily in the back of the tavern, hidden.
No one bothered him. He lived vicariously through the others.
The pretty barflies who flitted in chatting too loudly.
Flipping their hair. He had a salacious appetite,...
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Categories:
swigging, longing,
Form:
Prose Poetry
Semi-Sail
the rig sails on
the captain at the wheel
steel billowed crosswinds
and Willie's gruff twang
come back...maybe not flip-flop
rigs riggin' is sailin', movin'
waving goodbye to yesterday
I'm a stowaway into today
ahead is clear horizon
aft is crewed distant past
the...
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Categories:
swigging, adventure, life, on work and working, travel
Form:
Free verse
Last Light, With Her By the Library
Inside fleshy walls, wallowing in youth,
lava coarses corrosive through peeled licorice
onward, fleeing the thundering stone
vacillating at the center of a man slugging
elderberry wine, to become both numb and Dionysus.
Yellow convertibles park on brown-banged boulevards
obstructing...
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Categories:
swigging, longing,
Form:
Free verse
Well If You Insist
Well if you insist
I am not the color of my skin or the clothes on my back.
I am not who or what you assume me to be.
I am not a foul mouthed...
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Categories:
swigging, africa, brother, father, identity, mother, son,
Form:
Abecedarian
Harry Potter Fan
Flying on a broomstick, taking the Knight Bus
Arriving on the platform without any fuss
Visiting Warner Brothers for a fan was a must
In the magic and the mystery we all did trust
A Wow! As we entered...
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Categories:
swigging, adventure, children, fantasy, film, kids, magic, teenage,
Form:
Rhyme
Happy New Year
HAPPY NEW YEAR!
Twas the night before new year, and all through the inn,
They were drinking the whiskey and swigging the gin;
They raised up their glasses, as the countdown begun,
Said goodbye to the old year, with...
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Categories:
swigging, new year,
Form:
Rhyme
The Teapot House
The teapot house takes our meadow to the brink.
It makes us feel delightful, increasing our pink.
She is colorfully whimsical, an imaginative drink.
We feel her compassion, as around her we slink.
Have you ever been inside? A...
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Categories:
swigging, 1st grade, 2nd grade, 3rd grade, 4th
Form:
Rhyme
Spring - No Bling
[Foreword: spring in the UK is delightful
But it isn’t all sunshine and roses!]
...
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Categories:
swigging, spring,
Form:
Sonnet
God Over Us
God over us
like hard rock covering land mollusks,
shielding them
from tropic sun
(like hell raging on Gomorrah)
and velvety ocean breeze
carrying salt to season coconut water.
Zebra type, like a leopard’s stubborn spots,
Shun the selfless...
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Categories:
swigging, confusion, faith, philosophy, religion,
Form:
Free verse
Layman's Wishes
Long ago in Northern England there was a big lake of heavenly nectar. The lake was called 'Love'. One day Layman was going along the lake-side road with his friends. He didn't know how to...
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Categories:
swigging, love,
Form:
Didactic
House Party
I have my first cider
Look at you
Swanning around like you own the place
Swigging your drink
I have my second cider
Your fancy talk
You brag all the time, can't you shut up?
Your voice is annoying
I have my third...
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Categories:
swigging, confusion, life, people, social
Form:
I do not know?
Christmas Past
Each Christmas we all gathered there,
‘Aunt Clare, has more room ,after all’ with
her trestled tables and chair.
Grown-ups swigging their brown bottled ale,
young-uns, lemonade with paper straw,
VE style parties, once more.
Lunch over, the voice decibels rose,
raucus...
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Categories:
swigging, childhood,
Form:
Bio
Happy Hunting Ground
Happy Hunting Ground
David J Walker
I wonder
If a campfire is
Burning bright
In the...
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Categories:
swigging, death,
Form:
Rhyme
Past Times 8
RITES OF PASSAGE
Each Christmas we all gathered there,
‘Aunt Clare, has more room ,after all’ with
her trestled tables and chair.
Grown-ups swigging their brown bottled ale,
young-uns, lemonade with paper straw,
VE style parties, once more.
Lunch over, the voice decibels rose,
raucus laughter oiled by the beer
brought forth more plates of festive cheer.
Cards slid noiselessly over the American
cloth, copper coins switching from pot to pot,
enthralled children watching on, ‘til
banished with a special treat, to the cold
stairs, or now bare front room, or to play
out in the deserted twilight street.
Every year the ritual was much the same,
a family ‘bring and share’ , long before
such gatherings were given this name...
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Categories:
swigging, christmas, family,
Form:
Rhyme
Forties Christmas
CHRISTMAS PAST
Each Christmas we all gathered there,
‘Aunt Clare, has more room ,after all’ with
her trestled tables and chair.
Grown-ups swigging their brown bottled ale,
young-uns, lemonade with paper straw,
VE style parties, once more.
Lunch over, the voice decibels...
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Categories:
swigging, celebration, christmas, nostalgia,
Form:
Narrative