One Drop

Not one drop Did I miss Not one drop Did pass my lips Not one drop Of beautiful Guinness But … Continue reading One Drop

A Taste of Home

Oh Ballymaloe more than a food Of emotions do you taste! A tear now does fall This, my Ballymaloe Relish … Continue reading A Taste of Home

I wrote this in one of my favourite pubs nearby called the Rising Sun, a place you should all visit … Continue reading The Rising Sun

One drink, two drinks, three drinks, four Like a conveyor belt they arrive ever more As they go down So … Continue reading Ramblings of a Jumbled Mind

Burns Night today oh Rabbie would be proud People will recite and play whisky drank by the crowds Haggis will … Continue reading A Poem for Rabbie

Ahh, he sighs as he sits in the Brazen Head Dublin’s oldest pub where James Joyce drank it’s said Not … Continue reading Brazen Head Blues

*Inspired by my many visits to Kinsale in Ireland and the Spaniard pub where I did indeed see an old … Continue reading Old Smokey

*The following is a poem I have sent to Lagavulin Distillery on the island of Islay, Scotland, for a chance … Continue reading Vote for Whisky, Vote for Me

A winter sun burns cold but also warms his soul As he thinks on home from home His mind wanders … Continue reading Tapping the Tavern

‘Oh sweet lord,’ she thinks to herself As she bites into the velvet chunks Flakes crumble off and melt in … Continue reading Chocolate and Sweet Release