Ale Poems - Poems about Ale

A frothy crown, pale as the whites  Of eyes widened with fascination, Perched on a robust body, deep as molasses. Brooding; concealing a warm rapport. But still so condescending, its stout posture Condenses air to beads of sweat. Invited, parched lips...Read the rest...

I don’t drink soda as a rule, But when I’m sick, I’m not a fool – I think of sick days as a kid And do the things my mother did. She served us soup and toast and...Read the rest...

Ale and horses There was only one brewery in our hometown covering the whole district on flat-bed wagons with 50 horses to get work as a driver was a sought-after occupation when crates had been delivered at one...Read the rest...

Have you ever drank Vulcan ale You’ll get the runs and turn quite pale You’ll need a bucket for your stool And you’ll be screaming like a fool It’s also known as a white whale...Read the rest...

A stout mug o ale needs be a fixin' whatever's ailin' ye, lad And if that doesn't do it Here's what comes next You'll...Read the rest...

hear...ye hear?... ye here... ye sit but... knot giving... ye sit...ye wait...shuns... everyone!... in the line-up... outside the door... has to go... so please... take this bucket?... stan sand...Read the rest...

That amber liquid far from insipid Like molten honey but drawn from a tap, Bitter or dark, the choices quite stark, God's malted ale, nature's true sap. Vikings grew strong, strengthened their bond, Giving them courage for mayhem galore, A beer...Read the rest...

Water ; it's precious, runs in veins red and oceans blue, the populace know it all-the significance of unfathomable water blue, yet there is heaps and heaps of garbage, scraps and remains high and low ...Read the rest...

Poor wife, so very ill and oh, so congested. But then, her husband got drunk and was arrested. Sniveling, into the cold rain she hurried. To bail hubby out of jail, she was a tad worried. There he sat, smirking,...Read the rest...

Wet Liquified physical Risen vaporizing fluid Tides controlling moon streaming Agua 2/18/21 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021...Read the rest...

Inhale Stale Ale Without Fail without any fail when much ale you will inhale always seems so stale Jim Horn...Read the rest...

im lying face down in the street it seems i tripped over my feet i think it was the ale that caused my epic fail ill just sleep here on the concrete...Read the rest...

If something is stale It's an amount of tale As bitter as an ale That ruins the unit of life As it is becoming restale Younger age' s agility When turning to fragility One is...Read the rest...

Give me a pint of ale for I have signed aboard the Queen weighing anchor first light when she gives sail for Java’s trade of kind. But I am having a good time this night and me thinks...Read the rest...

About to fold my sail, the eastwind from the north came and swept my ship into a dusty bluff. I howled like a steed fleeing without its missing leg, plunged like gold coins into a salty well into the...Read the rest...