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    #1

    Drinking Poems

    This poem was written to me and my brother a few years ago... I would like to see any other poems along these lines. Still hits me to this day...

    The Bottle

    Sit down with your bottle
    Relax, have a drink
    Tell him your thoughts
    Tell him all that you think.

    He?s all dressed up
    With sparkles and ice
    He?s ready to listen
    He?s full of advice.

    As you tell Him your day
    And the night trickles by
    He?ll be there for you
    He?ll be there when you cry.

    He?s loyal and sure
    And He takes away pain
    He?ll make you feel numb
    ?Fun times? He?ll proclaim.

    He?s legal by law
    With plenty of pride
    He has plenty of friends
    They all stand by His side.

    He?s a Devil disguised
    Through his grimacing smile
    He?ll sit there and listen
    And laugh all the while

    But you never can see
    Through His tall glass so bright
    Then with few passing hours
    You?ll be out like a light

    And each night will be gone
    Each day spent with Him
    You thought Him as kind
    You thought Him a friend

    Then suddenly time
    Has been left in the dust
    What happened to me?
    Blame something, I must.

    Time spent with your kids
    Is there but not true
    They are there, but your not
    They can see Him in you.

    And time will soon tell
    Whom you chose to see more
    Bottle or Life?
    It becomes such a chore.

    No matter at all
    To your bottle, so blank
    ?It?s not My fault,? He?ll say
    ?I?m only a drink.?

    ?Both your Grandpa?s loved Me
    With Me life they spent
    At what cost, I don?t care.
    I don?t care where they went.?

    ?Your Uncle loves me
    His life?s wasted away
    He?s still telling Me thoughts
    To Me, He?s devoted each day.?

    ?So I will not subside
    I?ll keep coming around
    I?m a soldier of pride
    I will stand my own ground.?

    ?You can throw me out
    On other?s tables I?ll sit
    I?ll just spend life with them
    Cause I never will quit.

    ?You Can put me away
    You Can feel what you should
    You Can see with your heart
    You Can decide Life is Good!?

    ?But it is Your choice
    Life is Your own lotto
    This game is Your life
    And I?m only a bottle?
    **************
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    :bagdude: "It is our attitude at the beginning of a difficult undertaking which more than anything else, will determine its successful outcome."-Williams James
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    #2
    Drinking Poems

    My sister wrote this poem.
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    :bagdude: "It is our attitude at the beginning of a difficult undertaking which more than anything else, will determine its successful outcome."-Williams James

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      #3
      Drinking Poems

      Wow.... Thanks for sharing that...
      Shiner

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        #4
        Drinking Poems

        It really hits home doesn't it!
        Wally22:confusedmonkey::confusedmonkey::confusedmo nkey:
        If I don't want to brag but I can still wear the earings I wore in highschool
        November 2, 2012

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          #5
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          A Sign

          I drank a little wine last night
          It tasted bitter sweet
          I felt it numb my mind at last
          And then I fell asleep

          Woke up today with pounding head
          My belly rumbled too
          I grabbed my water, chugged it down
          The thirst would not subdue

          I made a promise to myself
          The millionth one this year
          That I would stop the cycle now
          It seemed to be so clear

          But as I made my meal tonight
          I glanced at my ruby red
          It called me faintly, then it screamed
          Damn voices in my head

          I asked myself to surf the urge
          I paused, stood still and thought
          Can I halt myself this once
          My answer was "Why not?"

          Each and every time I win
          And not give into wine
          I gain a little self-respect
          I must take it as a sign

          Life is full of ups and downs
          I can choose to live it spaced
          Or see each day through sober eyes
          With clarity and grace


          Just put that one together... for MWO ... LOL
          Tipplerette

          I do this for my children, my grandchildren, my health, my peace of mind, and mostly for the opportunity to learn to live with my true, unfiltered, clear-headed, vulnerable self.

          "If you do not change direction, you may end up where you are heading."
          ? Lao-Tzu

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            #6
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            I wish I could drink like a lady
            I can take one or two at the most
            Three and I'm under the table
            Four and I'm under the host
            -- Dorothy Parker (1893-1967)
            ?Be who you are and say what you feel because
            those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind.?
            Dr. Seuss

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              #7
              Drinking Poems

              The Guy in the Glass

              by Dale Wimbrow, (c) 1934



              When you get what you want in your struggle for pelf,

              And the world makes you King for a day,

              Then go to the mirror and look at yourself,

              And see what that guy has to say.



              For it isn't your Father, or Mother, or Wife,

              Who judgement upon you must pass.

              The feller whose verdict counts most in your life

              Is the guy staring back from the glass.



              He's the feller to please, never mind all the rest,

              For he's with you clear up to the end,

              And you've passed your most dangerous, difficult test

              If the guy in the glass is your friend.



              You may be like Jack Horner and "chisel" a plum,

              And think you're a wonderful guy,

              But the man in the glass says you're only a bum

              If you can't look him straight in the eye.



              You can fool the whole world down the pathway of years,

              And get pats on the back as you pass,

              But your final reward will be heartaches and tears

              If you've cheated the guy in the glass.

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                #8
                Drinking Poems

                wonderful poems... I am inspired.
                Tipplerette

                I do this for my children, my grandchildren, my health, my peace of mind, and mostly for the opportunity to learn to live with my true, unfiltered, clear-headed, vulnerable self.

                "If you do not change direction, you may end up where you are heading."
                ? Lao-Tzu

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                  #9
                  Drinking Poems

                  Pardon me but Holy Shit!

                  Great poems all ! Love the guy in the glass concept-so true.
                  We have a lot of talent and smarts here! We rock!

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                    #10
                    Drinking Poems

                    I told my sister I dug up her poem. She had totally forgotten it. She rewrote the poem so it could be applied to anyone. Here it is...

                    The Bottle

                    Sit down with your bottle
                    Relax, have a drink
                    Tell Him your thoughts
                    Tell Him all that you think.

                    He’s all dressed up
                    With sparkles and ice
                    He’s ready to listen
                    He’s full of advice.

                    As you tell Him your day
                    And the night trickles by
                    He’ll be there for you
                    He’ll be there when you cry.

                    He’s loyal and sure
                    And He takes away pain
                    He’ll make you feel numb
                    “Fun times” He’ll proclaim.

                    He’s legal by law
                    With plenty of pride
                    He has plenty of friends
                    They all stand by His side.

                    He’s a Devil disguised
                    Through his grimacing smile
                    He’ll sit there and listen
                    And laugh all the while.

                    But you never can see
                    Through His tall glass so bright
                    Then with few passing hours
                    You’ll be out like a light.

                    And each night will be gone
                    Each day spent with Him
                    You thought Him as kind
                    You thought Him a friend.

                    And then suddenly time
                    Has been left in the dust
                    ”What happened to me?”
                    Blame something, you must.

                    Time spent with your kids
                    Is there but not true
                    They are there, but you’re not
                    They can see Him in you.

                    And time will soon tell
                    Whom you chose to see more
                    The Bottle or Life?
                    It becomes such a chore.

                    ”No matter at all”
                    Says your bottle, so frank
                    “It’s not My fault,” He will say
                    “I’m only a drink.”

                    He will not subside
                    He’ll keep coming round
                    He’s a soldier of pride
                    He will stand His own ground.

                    You can throw Him out
                    On other’s tables He’ll sit
                    He’ll just spend life with them
                    Cause He never will quit.

                    You Can put Him away
                    You Can feel what you should
                    You Can see with your heart
                    You Can decide Life is Good!

                    But it is Your choice
                    Life is Your own lotto
                    This game is Your life
                    And He’s only a bottle.
                    **************
                    Baclofen Benefits: https://www.mywayout.org/community/f20/baclofen-benefits-45389.html

                    :bagdude: "It is our attitude at the beginning of a difficult undertaking which more than anything else, will determine its successful outcome."-Williams James

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                      #11
                      Drinking Poems

                      Wow brillient poems guys i'm going to save them if i can. Thanks for sharing.:goodjob:

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