Short Alcoholic Poems
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I needed a scotch,
the night was cold and black.
The wind ripped my cheeks
and pushed me into a ditch,
crying for the home I lost.
Daddy the alcoholic,
every single day,
full and countless glasses,
guzzled down,
help him please, and bring my daddy back to me.
In Russia do not drink is infraction
if not vodka it causes rejection
whoever is abstemious is screwed
must live cloistered and booed
together alone
loving an alcoholic~
hope is a bubble
7/21/2020
For Constance La France
Haiku or Senryu Poetry Contest
Exclusively dead,
Inclusively acculturated.
Expanded populations,
Deafeningly silent
in
alcoholic hazes
and destructive rages.
Who takes brain hits diabolic?
The child of an alcoholic!
With the mind’s botox
Pain’s now in a box
Not flummoxed the kid can frolic
He can't sleep without alcohol.
What else can you expect from an old alcoholic but boasting!?
Staggering left and right and burning incense.
Five p.m. is Happy Hour
We buy some drinks for others
Alcoholic fellowship has made us into brothers...
Back at work at nine a.m. ~ Whiskey's memory's sour
Wildlife 12
Larry the lamb loved to frolic,
While the others were quite melancholic,
He would stagger and amble,
Then leap up and gambol,
Like a totally smashed alcoholic!
Walking through life
Oblivious
Not caring
Hooked~
She loves
The buzz
No~
She L-O-V-E-S
The buzz
Everything comes
Second to the buzz
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
Drunkard walking funny
Swaying to and fro.
‘Must be very windy’
Thinking to himself.
Drunkard walking funny
Worrying not to fall.
Absorbed in all his funk
Being all punch-drunk.
Senryu - One Last Drink
while binge drinking an
alcoholic vows to quit…
after one last drink
07-15-2018
Contest: Senryu Contest
Sponsor: Mick Talbot
Placement: 1st
Ebrious by today
Exhausted by yesterday
Embittered by tomorrow,
Give me one more,
Sip
Stride
Swing,
I am greedy for another,
Tot
Trial
Tribulation,
Bar me from life,
I am her alcoholic lover.
will and conscience
curse on the golden serpent
labour pains poverty of minds
labor and hardships promise of
the destruction forty days of rain
thunder lightning and deluge white
dove he was an alcoholic
Form:
A pre-alcoholic Irishman nearing the brink,
Was convinced by his wife he should go see a shrink.
And after only one session
He learned a valuable lesson,
He would much rather give up his wife than the drink.
I feel sorry for every
Alcoholic in this world
because I know how bad
Alcoholism can be
I am happy for every
Aloholic in the world
who is trying to stay
sobe because I know
how good being sober
is for me
Here lies an alcoholic, Joel, he loved gin
And he drank it until liquor mortis set in
A Funny Epitaph Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Jesse Rowe
Date written and posted: 09/12/2018
ALCOHOLIC
Annoying
Liar
Cunning
Offensive
Hopeless
Obnoxious
Loathsome
Inebriated
Crafty
6 February 2020 For the contest sponsored by Matt Caliri
(Written by a recovering alcoholic with 38 years of sobriety)
Kid With Colic
Am a cute kid with case of the colic;
It made me so sad I became bucolic;
Testy have been,
Without a grin;
No wonder my wife was an alcoholic.
James Thesarious Hilarious Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet
COMMON SENSE
One swallow does not a summer make;
But for an alcoholic, one swallow is often too much to take.
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Written for Brian Strand's Contest WHAT YOU WILL
the heart is not kosher
the mind is a carb
the blood is alcoholic.
.i'm sick.
.you're crazy.
intention is lazy
direction is hazy
lost in a mAzE I Owe U
(sometimes, whY?)
Conversation on crucifix
Sun in the eyes
Dying in the air
Of alcoholic steam
For the hopeless
monuments of the Future
Scattered through the civilizations,
Kills the religion
Quench the fire
Hope for consolation,
Conversation on crucifix.
The legendary Johnny Cash
Alcoholic, 'white trash'
His initials -- J.C. -- helped him
Come all the way back
From drunken bouts
Of Despair and Depression
This self-styled 'Man in Black'
His Cadillac baritone so refreshin'
Here lies that warrior for justice, Ted Kennedy, a purebred
He fought for the poor and neglected, the pundits all said...
Except the little inconvient truth of Chappaquiddick
Exposed him as an alcoholic murderer -- and narcissistic
Come unhinged
On a liquor binge
Face down in the snow
You’re the man
With drink in hand
The bar can’t make you go
That drink of wine
Sure taste fine
You’ve never been so low
When you drink
That’s what you think
For what reason
You don’t know