Posts tagged ‘beer’

September 29, 2019

Poetic Licence

by Jem Croucher

And here I am again
with a pint at Ye Olde Trippe
Waxing lyrical I write
as rain goes ‘drip, drip, drip’
Poetic license there you say
well yes, I quite agree
but as it rhymes I added it
with (I’ll admit) a ‘tee tee hee’

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May 16, 2018

Acetaldehyde Dehydrogenase Deficiency

by Nick Anthony

Corralled in the narrow alley
An incalculable mass of humanity
Drunkenly bumbles and stumbles along,
Skipping in hiccuping rhythm,
Belting (and belching) drinking songs,
With the flow of the fleshy river.

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February 23, 2018

A pint at The Bridge

by Jem Croucher

Back up at The Bridge Hotel
between the city walls
Overlooking Gateshead
On the Tyne, Newcastle calls

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November 15, 2017

The Tap & Spile

by Jem Croucher

Mirrored lights reflected
in the water here at night
The mystery is magical
and a captivating sight

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October 19, 2017

The Welly

by Jem Croucher

The feet upon the wooden floor
Are moving to the beat
as conversation struggles
for those who’ve found a seat
The man up on the microphone
is getting really loud
But the music’s really throbbing
and is pleasing to the crowd

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July 28, 2017

The Canalhouse

by Jem Croucher

It’s quite a surprise
when popping in for a beer
to find that the pub
has its own canal here!

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July 19, 2017

One of those days

by Jem Croucher

It’s been one of those days
when the lingering heat
makes everyone glisten
from heads to their feet
And there’s nothing to do
when the weather’s like this
Though I know that for many
it borders on bliss

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May 25, 2017

The Shilling

by Jem Croucher

I remember when I was a lad
how much a shilling gave
were I to spend it, even though
I was encouraged then to save

And so it was in West George Street
in Glasgow, Sunday night
The Shilling Brewing Co I found
built on an old bank site

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April 8, 2017

Ye Olde trip to Jerusalem

by Jem Croucher

Underneath the castle walls
in the bright sunshine
Eight hundred years and some have passed
of serving ale and wine

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January 28, 2017


by Jem Croucher


Sitting in Hobgoblin
with an IPA
Watching raindrops falling down
here I think I’ll stay

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December 20, 2016

Christmas Spirit(s) Haiku

by Rhyme In Time

Poetry challenge: Christmas poem.


Hark, can you hear it?
The call of Christmas spirit.
Let’s grin and beer it.


July 7, 2015

A Meditation Celebration Limerick

by Joel Kravitz

I spent July 4th with my lifelong friend Jerry and his wife Rosana. Jerry is my buddy that has an uncanny way of supplying me with material for my limericks and once again, he came through for me. And he does it without even trying.

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June 23, 2015


by Jem Croucher


It’s not the most attractive view
But the sunshine doesn’t care
For it beams on me regardless
When at home or out elsewhere

Earlier on it was in Telford
Up in Shropshire, far away
Whilst I waited from my train to come
At the end of a full day

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March 19, 2015

Liverpool green

by Jem Croucher


In the streets the Fab Four made famous
I came on St Patrick’s day
Green and revelry all around
Great views across the way

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March 5, 2015

York II

by Jem Croucher


Ye Olde Starre Inne in York
For three hundred seventy years
has been licensed as a posting house
and the serving up of beers

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November 28, 2014

Pub crawl poets

by Jem Croucher


A first for me and Jemverse
At The Duke with open mic
“Shoreham Pub Crawl Poets” gathering
For recitals and the like

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October 23, 2014


by graypoet

ugly pug

I invited a few friends over
They arrived a little chilled
But I was able to enjoy them
Together, a few hours killed.

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October 23, 2014


by Jem Croucher


In these fragile days of Autumn
When I am flustered by strong gales
There’s something to look forward to
The partaking of fine ales

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February 3, 2013

“Green Bier”


[Imagery Garden with Real Toads  Cinquecento poetry prompt for this weekend]

Fresh foam

Wave against ten

Digging, gripping joints

Each one swimming and floating up

For breath

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January 31, 2013


by Harry

Posted for C. J. Black

See them travelling at high speed

At signs and warnings they take no heed

Out of pubs at night they stagger

Full of whiskey, beer and lager

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