Cocktails Poems - Poems about Cocktails

intense . . . to begin with, belayed by hours hewn soliloquy through obverse platitudes benign, betrayal among friends, in grounds of open mouths, a kraken of tongues regale upon which bar the cocktails finally arrived...Read the rest...

The night is warm and her flowers in bloom A chance to dispatch our covid’d gloom; Old friends together, our drinks too well known A chance to catch up instead of alone. Each chair is placed at the...Read the rest...

Smelled of orange, dense wet woods and musk. Piercing bright blue steady eyes Looked up theirs Constrainted gaze upon his joyful face So pleasant and entertaining The Fro with the Negroni His golden poodle alfro welcoming the bright sun Stylish shoes,...Read the rest...

Scaling the heights of 5 inch disco heels, I stood upon my red plaid platform shoes. I surveyed the room. It was still a bit early, the fashionably late set ...Read the rest...

Cocktails and Coffee Two fabulous things One makes you giddy and One makes you sing Which one is...Read the rest...

We too have champagnes champagnes against diseases champagnes of dead drugs things dangerous but fit somehow probably for a slow something We too have cocktails in plenty cocktails of dead body covers cocktails of dead shirts, shoes, bras dead, buried, resurrected for us probably...Read the rest...

Dearest friend did I mention,  that I am not yet convinced about these coalition cocktails.  These cocktails of compromise can quickly cause confusion. Traditional reliables, mixed with fresh and new infusions. Watered down potency, muster these illusions Of neutrality, accessibility,...Read the rest...

COCKTAILS FOR ONE Opening the kitchen cabinet for a morning cocktail, line em up in a row one two three four five on the counter as the smell of am coffee brews. Down the hatch they go,...Read the rest...

Cocktails at Seven Stand I grinning like a second-rate comedian, conversation wafting over and about my see-through discomfort. Dancing tongues skip subject-to-subject, inoculating lulls like EMT’s ready with the paddles. I am here next to my wishing star on the brink of coming in on a...Read the rest...

Freedom comes from the one who left.. and I beckon the audience who stands before me, and I am standing here in the deepest ocean , can you see me , I will never drown, I am the power you...Read the rest...