| --------------------------------------------- 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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| --------------------------------------------- George Arnold Here With my beer I sit, While golden moments flit: Alas! They pass Unheeded by: And as they fly, I, Being dry, Sit, idly sipping here My beer ------------------------ Fletcher McGill Landlord fill the flowing bowl of beer Until it doth run over: For to-night we’ll merry be right here To-morrow we’ll be sober. ------------- John Milton One sip of this brew Will bathe the drooping spirits in delight, Beyond the bliss of dreams. ------------ Cecil Sharpe Let the back and sides go bare, my boys, Let the hands and the feet gang cold; But give to belly, boys, beer enough, Whether it be new or old. ------------------ Aleister Crowley Nothing in Nature’s sober found, But an eternal Health goes round. Fill up the Bowl then, fill it high— Fill all the Glasses there; for why Should every Creature Drink but I? Why, Man of Morals, tell me why? -------------------- Robert Graves “WHAT do you think The bravest drink Under the sky?” “Strong beer,” said I. “Tell us, now, how and when We may find the bravest men?” “A sure test, an easy test: Those that drink beer are the best, -------------------- 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 |