Beer: The Secular Sacrament

A poem

Photo by Patrick Fore on Unsplash

(Caution: I’m neither a poet nor even a wanna poet, but I don’t think this is awful . . . but maybe it is . . . you decide)

The day grows long, and I start to desire

The cold bitter taste and the amber hue,

Of a cold draft beer or one brewed by fire,

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Eric Scheske

Eric Scheske

Former editor of Gilbert Mag and columnist for NC Register. Freelance for many print pubs. Publishes here every Monday, plus occasional pieces during the week.