Stout Poems - Poems about Stout

...Is your house built out of certainty are the walls made thin or stout Is your mind filled up with questions do you live in fear or doubt Is your spirit free or servile is your will unchained......Read the rest...

...I am a beer taster it's an odd job I taste many beers ,I do it with cheer . I taste the texture of beers from the shop Smell them,note quality I do love beer. Oatmeal stout,cream ale,Lambic ales ......Read the rest...

... Written: May 21, 2024, For Edward Ibeh Contest “If you look closely you can see that they are all interconnected, symbolic of a never-ending circle in which it is simply impossibl......Read the rest...

...God spoke to men in visions and dreams. Their words are like unpolluted streams, offering dying souls life-giving drink, and giving hope to those on the brink. These witnesses, both the old and......Read the rest...

...1st wind, childhood 2nd wind, jobs, career 3rd wind, elder life. ___I___ Many do so wonder... After exhausting what there is in business Politics, l......Read the rest...

...Dodging one here, dodging one there, Riding along without a care. Three in a row, which way do I go, I close my eyes and curse the so and so. Oh! what a bang, the old van shook, But at l......Read the rest...

...Picture Prompt Poetry Contest Sponsor-Margarita Lillico The dog days of summer find these canines Of all shapes and sizes waiting in lines It's hot and muggy out Yet these bow-wows are stout ......Read the rest...

...Through the many days Up and down marking each their hours So do minds sail their curious course. With each weighed anchor leaving swirling trails Showing the world what the bottom had, then to......Read the rest...

...If all there is …is now And time but an illusion Wondering where it went Causes me confusion If there’s been no then Is it all Zen And the end is Where it will begin Is every sunrise The......Read the rest...

... We find deep inside ourselves The traits of ancestors therein dwells Grandpa’s eyes, our Mom’s hair Our stature from … who knows where? What we claim as thought process We may be forced to r......Read the rest...

...Strophe I O mycorrhiza, nature’s internet This internet keeps everything alive Beats out anything Humans thought as yet The natural world around it does thrive II Trees struck by lightning o......Read the rest...

...Just a single astral flicker births upon the darkness a crest of day, A lone strand of wax, dancing its aura Dispels the night – In a delirium of glimmers that chase away the phantoms of fear, Sh......Read the rest...

...In shopping centres, bright and wide, Where our dreams can fly and glide, We wrap our hearts in things we've bought, Forgetting stars, by city lights caught. Yet, whispers of change might find ......Read the rest...

...In seventy-eight, my steel-stallion, KZ1000, pride, wind in my hair. Its Sissy Bar, firm tether, bag secured, my wanderlust's prayer. Sun, snow, wind sculpt my journey's theme, my ......Read the rest...

...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ In Blarney there’s one magic stone. When you kiss it, you’re put in ‘the zone.’ You’ll soon gab with words so glib. Matters not if truth or fib. With a stout Guinne......Read the rest...