| --------------------------------------------- Gwendolyn Rose Ojeda A top ‘o the morning To the Irish mead To the bartender more tips For this pleasant mead was Sweeter than a fair maiden's lips Over to the brisk taste of an amber The refreshment of a smooth pale I was hanging on the edge Waiting for my cask-conditioned ale ------------------------ Brian Hutton Golden, amber, pale or porter, doesn't matter, just bring me a beer clear as the Northern night, fresh as the company I keep. And maybe just one more before I sleep. ------------- Marcus Kevin Fishly There once was a man who did not have a fear when he sat down and drank a six pack of beer his belly did bloat, his weight it did rise but the beer gave the feeling of being so wise The thought of it cooling, so frosted and near in the mug it sits so golden that beer the taste is so good never bitter or queer bringing always a laugh and never a tear Many a time in that room full of cheer a wrong emotion did come from that beer it was never right to hold it so dear replacing importance with just another cold beer ------------ William Butler Yeats A statesman is an easy man, he tells his lies by rote. A journalist invents his lies, and rams them down your throat. So stay at home and drink your beer and let the neighbors vote. ------------------------ Oliver Holmes Let schoolmasters puzzle their brain, With grammar, and nonsense, and learning; Good liquor, I stoutly maintain, Gives genius better discerning. Special thanks all for sending in the poems! Be a Beer Muse. Send your poems/stories to webmaster@beernexus.com |
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| --------------------------------------------- Beer by Francis S. Saltus What merry fairy, oh cool, delicious beer, Gave thee the power through centuries to maintain A charm that soothes dull care, and laughs at pain; A power sad hearts to vitalize and cheer? No blasé palate of thy drops can fear; Once quaffed, lips eager, seek thy sweets again, Without thee students sing no loud refrain; Laughter and mirth depart, be thou not near. And when I drink thee to my soul’s delight, A vision of King Gambrinus, fat and gay, Haunts me, and I behold bright tankards shine, And hear him laugh with many a thirsty wight, And merry maiden, drinking night and day, In quaint, old, gabled towns along the Rhine. ------------- Strong Beer by Robert Graves What do you think The bravest drink Under the sky?” “Strong beer,” said I. “There’s a place for everything, Everything, anything, There’s a place for everything Where it ought to be: For a chicken, the hen’s wing; For poison, the bee’s sting; For almond-blossom, Spring; A beerhouse for me.” --------------------- Ode to Stout Madeleine Begun Kane A patient whose ailment was gout, Was informed that he drank too much stout. The fellow turned pale, As he yelled “I need ale! “Downing beer is what living’s about. ++ Bar Talk A man had enjoyed a good year And was trying to spread some good cheer. But others whose luck Had been worse said, “Hey schmuck, Just stop talking and pay for our beer.” ---------------------- Two More by A. N Omanus There are several good reasons for beer drinking and one has just entered my head. If a man can't drink when he's living, then how the heck can he drink when he's dead ++ May the winds of fortune sail you, May you sail a gentle sea. May it always be the other guy who says, "this beer's on me." ------------------------ Ale's The Stuff A.E. Housman Why, if 'tis dancing you would be, There's brisker pipes than poetry. Say, for what were hop-yards meant, Or why was Burton built on Trent? Oh many a peer of England brews Livelier liquor than the Muse, And malt does more than Milton can To justify God's ways to man. Ale, man, ale's the stuff to drink For fellows whom it hurts to think: Look into the pewter pot To see the world as the world's not. -------------------------- The Best Is Beer by Brian Livingston Be one who drinks the finest of ales. Every day without fail. Even when you have drank enough, Remember that ale is wonderful stuff. Champagne costs too much, Whiskey's too rough, Vodka puts big mouths in gear. This little refrain Should help to explain Why it's better to order a beer! --------------------- Cheers For Beer D.J. Richie You foam within our glasses, you lusty golden brew, Whoever imbibes takes fire from you. The young and the old sing your praises, Here's to beer, Here's to cheer, Here's to beer! Special thanks all for sending in the poems! (BeerNexus does NOT validate authorship of submitted material) Be a Beer Muse. Send your poems/stories to webmaster@beernexus.com |
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