Prost Poems - Poems about Prost

Size Matters

...
When I think of food and drink,
it's no surprise
the question does arise,
with booze some choose to let it breathe
and defer their bottle of wine,
I prefer to savour the flavour
and g...

Categories: prost, drink, humor, humorous, wine,
Form: Rhyme

The Drunken Clown

...On the day of your party 
Please be sure to invite
The Drunken Clown.

He offers steady humor 
At a pace everyone can measure.
His drinks, give love and laughter ,
his expressions: love and em...

Categories: prost, anxiety, betrayal, crazy,
Form: Free verse

Kingdom Won

...Kingdom Won

JESUS CHRIST is The Way, The Truth and The Life
In this World you will struggle and Satan will give you strife
Soaring High Waters flowing in the Deep
Continue Climbing Upward no ma...

Categories: prost, christian,
Form: Rhyme

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

Truth

...What terrifies me the most?
What do we have time for?
Perhaps a prost…
      To all the things beautiful 
            and decomposed

The truth
      Yes, it is the truth, I suppose 

What i...

Categories: prost, fear, suicide, truth, violence,
Form: Free verse

Cheers

...A danke Schoen
  A Shoen danke
Poor Hilde works all day in a dull bank

A Shoen danke
  A dankde Schoen
Prost! Cheers! Zum wohl! ~ Down the drain...

Categories: prost, celebration, life, work,
Form: Rhyme

Thunking Drunk

...i'd written
and thought
hidden several
drafts but cheers

to the last
pint that has
me with frothy
mustache over my

hairy but
beware of
the tickle to
come when i

down
the last
draf...

Categories: prost, muse,
Form: I do not know?

Hymn of the Oklahoma Seasons

...Hymn of the Oklahoma Seasons (Chronological)

A Monotonic Recite



Bitter reclusive
Comforter of sorrows
Isolated Fire
& Cocoa
A little family goes a long way

Optimism blossoms 
with a...

Categories: prost, humorous,
Form: Prose Poetry

Cheers

...CHEERS !

Toast to all the Girls, who live in a whirl, of parties and nightlife and fun.
Here’s to the those girls, who wake every morn, wondering who gave her the bun.
Scholl to likely lads, who...

Categories: prost, funnydrink,
Form: Rhyme