Short Tankard Poems
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Jo King loved frothy tankards of beer
Which she drank every day of the year
Interred in a keg
She swallowed each dreg
So her tombstone reads, "Wish you were here!"
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Hidden Shapes
David J Walker
Hidden shapes assured of shadows
Haunting
lingering
From a shared past
A scant vision
of tomorrow
A bitter tankard of
borrowed sorrow
Where do I begin
to repair to my
Entitlement
A qualm
Settled upon me
Instant unease
I felt it
Course through
My body
Senses
Instantly
I grab my sword
Scurry
A page of words
Trying to keep up
Make sense of it all
A picture
Emerged
That broke my heart
In a way
No lady could
Yet
Her words
Creep upon my ears
"That pale sustenance, despair."
I drink
From the tankard
Again
Light kissed the buds of mallow
And welcomed an autumn bloom;
The cups that'd lain so shallow
Sprung forth and blushed anew.
It meandered as flowing water
Over the peaks one by one -
Spilling into a tankard
And joining more in tandem.
Every sparkle on the mounds
That captures my curious eye
Is one of some polished diamonds
For me to gaze at and sigh.
God has a great goal,
Only honesty in each poll
That will save our soul
God golf is playing
Ball and soul started straying
Bad words was saying
When ship had anchored
Miracle from God occurred
To us served tankard
God did determine
Are covered with much vermin
Must be a German
Just so happens that Horn family
originated in Rothenberg, Germany.
Oh, and last one.
I portrayed the knave of hearts again,
A role it would seem I was made for.
I ventured off script and silenced my critics
By drinking them under the table.
Classically trained in the tavern arts,
I’m a boozy, bibulous sot.
A virtuoso of chugging a tankard,
A maestro of downing a shot.
I've been typecast as a barfly.
It's the same old morality play.
I’ll adlib my lines to upstage the lead,
And be star of this grim cabaret.
For a security slot, A Sluggard,
For a praised company, rather haggard:
From long unemployment a drunkard,
Full tankard draining after full tankard.
Also, a listener at nights to Bard
And could Security suspend for Card,
Still, hopefully, he seeks to be her guard:
In many circles this fulfilling dream bared,
Most likely to collapse, if he is barred…
But a company won’t have things snapping
Through a guard sure to be caught just napping!