Whiskey Poems - Poems about Whiskey

...I was having a beer at the bar then she walked in It was more of a strut with the sway of her hips. Her ruby red lips were made for kissing In the mirror behind the bar I caught her looking at......Read the rest...

...April 6—Beverage, libation, liquid… Daily Ritual Drinks Drink in the morning I drink a cup of snarling hot coffee while watching the news. in the afternoon I shift to tea either earl......Read the rest...

...I opened up the window, the street noise came crashing in. Pushing sadness in the hole where my heart once should have been. I see the crumpled bed sheets, where the two of us would lie. It......Read the rest...

... The vampire exited the saloon doors covered in blood her gaze enamors; Cowboys on horses stop mid motion to see what was causing the commotion; Mysterious woman dealing black jack, app......Read the rest...

...Start All Over Again C. G Vs.1) Your voice is like whiskey deep down F in my bones C. G. F Your arms around me ,feels......Read the rest...

...2/4/23 No ifs ands or maybes Daily I'm seeing hatred People still extremely racist Meanwhile food and materials being wasted I understand the messages these mummies meant Continually mon......Read the rest...

... ~~~~~ The players were hangin’ ‘round but were all headin’ for a fall, the room was quiet except for the drillin’ in the wall. The curfew had been......Read the rest...

... You can’t blame me if sometimes - I wonder why you cause me such hurt and misery Your swinging doors are always locked by midnight When you......Read the rest...

..."If one has no planned destination - One can never be lost" ~~The Poet~~ It was in the early winter when the frost had come before the snow. That’s the time that we would see him, with his happy......Read the rest...

...“We may think of freedom, not as the right thing to do, but as the opportunity to do what is right.” ~~Peter Marshall~~ "Need I say this was inspired by the t......Read the rest...

...The Famous Grouse It’s my favorite whiskey Grouse flying on the hill On the hill Where I am living. ......Read the rest...

...This was written a few years ago for St. Patty's Day and posted: If your favorite color is green and of the Emerald Isles you dream, you might be Irish.. If you believe in leprechauns and fairies ......Read the rest...

... War to go One scream away From murder Art done right Never to fight Conscience of convenience Sand blind cold boots pant rash hair clay mud pies Resident sadists social decay Where there a......Read the rest...

...Darkness abounds in my heartfelt sorrow where she left me stripped of pride a battered crippled soul who aimlessly wanders in darker realms of blue I continually drown in tears of anguish ......Read the rest...

...I was racing to somewhere But didn't get there Fast enough My baby had already packed Because had enough Of my whiskey drinking And my sinful ways There were times when I Didn't come home for......Read the rest...