Short Liqueur Poems
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There once was a tipsy frequent flyer
Got the hots for a babe; tried to ply her --
With choc'late liqueur
He got through to her --
Took a vow that his kids she would sire
Come be merry
on the streets of the French quarter.
Come be merry,
plum liqueur and praline whiskey.
We’re the oldest brick and mortar,
drink and have an appetizer.
Come be merry.
Janet went out, saw the grass was knee high
Hard she pushed, mower out and it did die.
With a kick start, all went blur
Nursing her coco liqueur
Running over neighbor's cat that went by.
6/2/2022
Half a pint of raspberries
Vanilla pudding
Cup of moo-moo's milk, liqueur -
Drunken brown sugar
Melts in bubbles - Freeze
Invite friends
Serve !
for John Heck's contest "Eat Me!"
Apricot pits can be
Added to a base of
Almonds, and you will have
An Italian liqueur,
A little bitter, but
Also so alluring
As sweet Tiramisu!
Aug. 11, 2016 for the Pleiades - A Poetry Contest of Kim Merryman
Blackberries are juicy and sweet
And very delicious to eat.
For me though, I think,
Are those I can drink-
Blackberry liqueur is my treat!
July 29, 2022
Contest: Your Thoughts on Blackberries
Sponsor: Matt Caliri
Buttermilk, Golden Brown, Crepes
Soft, Smooth, Farmers Cheese
Add the Sweet Yellow Raisins
Small Curd Cottage Cheese
Orange Liqueur Flambe
Pleased Velum
AH!
Dedicated to " Professor " Joseph Spence
Buttermilk, Golden Brown, Crepes
Soft, Smooth, Farmers Cheese
Add the Sweet Yellow Raisins
Small Curd Cottage Cheese
Orange Liqueur Flambe
Pleased Velum
AH!
Dedicated to " PROFESSOR " Joseph Spence
Lying upon the couch
Listlessly unmoving
Lethargic and sluggish
Like a sun-drugged lizard
Lacking the will to budge
Light hurts his heavy eyes
Liqueur played tricks on him.
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Contest: Pleiades “L”
Sponsor: Kim Merryman
Placed 3rd
© 15th April 2017
Drink to the rain falling down
Drink to the tears of a clown
Drink to get drunk
Drunk as a skunk
Drinks on the skunk, he's buyin' a round!
Has anyone seen a skunk drunk from a drink?
It's not a pretty sight you would think
They can hold their liqueur
And they can drink much quicker
They can't drive, but they do drink and stink!
VIOLET GRAPE PURPLE ENVELOPE
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
violet grape-purple envelope
waiting in drawer’s dim hush.
unsent letters breathing deep
holding whispers and promises.
secrets folded sharp as grief,
fermenting like forgotten liqueur.
the scent of longing and fine wine.
Sealed.
cup me in some sweet condolences
leave me dusted in saccharin
after honey licks
there on your lips
autumn burst fruits
and
bruises
my blush of knowing
too much
my rush of tasting
enough
to be hooked on your liqueur
lips. granulated resistance
spent.
echo.
fullness empties,
echo.
post
coitus tristesse,
echo
sugar the fruits'
echo
I finish my day with a nicotine high, and I find myself staring at the stars in the sky, thinking of him, thinking of the ghosts, of lips together and waves on the coast. Wet rocks and liqueur shots, driving fast, avoiding the cops. Every flick of my lighter is a memory, and every stump of a cigarette butt is another three. Death may be coming, but at least I'm happy.
Triolet
*Friend with Benefits*
This mountain girl raised in the hills,
A friend with benefits turned more.
No attachments, detached, until.
This mountain girl raised in the hills
A perfect shot, can't get my fill
She tastes like sweet cherry liqueur
This mountain girl raised in the hills,
A friend with benefits turned more.
Jared Pickett
3/17/2014
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Prefer The R Ending
Per
prefer
fine liqueur
would best defer
splendid connoisseur
for your bottle, monsieur
savor worthy, need succour
possess sparse palate, amateur
grand restaurateur entrepreneur
***monsieur; a title or form of address used of or to a French-speaking man, corresponding to Mr. or sir.
2019 November 07
*1st Place*
Rhyming Nonet
~~charles messina
sHE STOOD PROUD
SMILING.
HER FACE AS
BEAUTIFUL AS HER
STYLIST ALLOWED.
ONE SPOKE
i DON'T KNOW WHY,
BUT IT IS jULY IN 2024
WHY IS THIS HAPPENING?
THEN SHE SAID
IN HER NAITIVE TOUNGE
SOMETHING THAT PUZZED ME
SINCE. SHE SAID:
"ELLE PORTAIT UN
COSTUME DE CORPS
AUX TONS CHAIR:
AVES UNE CINQUIEME
BOUTEILLE DE LA
LIQUEUR GAY
SUR L'ETIQUETTE.
c'ETAIT JUSTE SUR
ELLE
SWIG - SWAGGLER!"
A fish crow has tan-
blue sparkles; pearls coat the sky.
A resting brook
is melting chocolate,
it flows through lime-green sprouts.
A burning orange
is the sun;
yet a rock can wears
its hue. A stick curves up from
the water- a night
colored alligator
that spares biped shades of dusk.
A plastic liqueur
bottle is stepped
over; its dirt stained shape an
empty night, open.
I know a lady who is 99 years aged
she will be 100 by winter
Every day she walks to the disused post office
- an hour each way
Eats, drinks healthily ...
and does all the housework herself
Even in the garden she is diligent
You should have seen her roses
In the evening she has a glass of port wine
and a piece of chocolate liqueur
It gives her a peaceful night's sleep
- without medicine
Temptress myrrh, lips cherry liqueur,
slinky stir, pulsing panther purr,
femme fatale’s flirt dangerous tease,
wild-cat style pounce you to your knees!
Sinuous, sensual gyrate,
animal allure consummate,
delicious grin, deadly as sin,
inside-out she will spin your skin.
Prowling, growling and soft meow,
feline finesse, enchantress know-how...
tie you in knots, lie you a mess,
panther purr in little black dress.
Susan Ashley
August 3, 2017