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
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.

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Harry Daniels

Be one who drinks the finest of ales.
Every day without fail.
Even when you have drank enough,
Remember that ale is wonderful stuff.


Andrew Reily

Here’s to temperance supper,
With water in glasses tall,
And coffee and tea to end with—
And me not there at all!


William  Yeats

Beer comes in at the mouth
And love comes in at the eye;
That's all that we will know for truth
Before we grow old and die.
I lift the glass to my mouth,
I look at you and I sigh.


Lyndon Bryan

What's the use of drinking tea? Indulging in sobriety,
And teetotal perversity, It's healthier to booze.
Come on lose those blues.
Mix yourself a Shandy, Drown yourself in Brandy.
Sherry sweet, or Whisky neat,
Just grab some lbeerthat's handy!


Jim Ninn

The jolly old barkeep, he comes up to me
He drops down a beer and says “this one’s on me.”
But his smile fades quickly and turns to a sneer
When I say I’d like oat milk instead of the beer.

Ah, oat milk, Ah, oat milk, oh how I love thee
Your sweet golden shower I taste with such glee.
I’ve loved no women as I’ve loved the groat
The cool and refreshing Splash down my throat


Sean Arthur

We love to go drinkin’ at Old Olaf’s Pub
Where fine is the beer and fillin’s the grub.
We’re served at the bar by a pretty blonde lass
And we sing out our hearts and raise up our glass.


Bart Ferando

Beer, oh Beer you are my friend
The Yoda to my Luke
When life is crap you help me mend
Until you make me puke.


D.M Runi

We have a huge barrel of beer, but no cups.
That’s fine with us. Every morning
We glow and in the evening we glow again.
It's glorious beer, beer my friend.

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