Beer-ku

[Mike Elliott]

Our production folks had a burst (or maybe a spasm) of creativity a while back and produced some beer-related haiku. For your enjoyment:

The Reinheitsgebot:
Barley, hops, yeast, and water.
Sounds boring to me.

Microbreweries
serve pints to communities
and unite us all.

Lazily clinging
foam lace decorates the glass
and tells a beer tale.

Cold Eddy Out flows
freely from taps and cans to
quench Missoula's thirst.

Cold Smoke Scotch Ale leaves
the glass on a journey that
will end in a bowl.

Wicked keg machine
whipping hoses, spraying lye,
burns balls and blinds eyes.

Cans by the thousands.
The aluminum masters.
We can so you can.

The railyard rumbles
outside the canning room door
as we fill orders.

H.X., H.L.T.
C.I.P. the B.B.T.
Nice clean H.L.P.

Anybody have some beer poetry they'd like to share? I'd really like to see a sonnet, if you're ambitious. All above crappy haikus are property of Kettlehouse Brewing Company, LLC.

[liammckenna]

My malt has gone slack.
Humid air the enemy.
The mash continues.

Pax.

Liam

[Mike Elliott]

I knew I could count on you, Mr. McKenna. Cheers!

[troybinso]

A glass to the nose.
Black aroma, malty sweet.
My stout, well roasted.

[MatthewS]

Attenuation
Flocculation yeasts calm down
Chill rack beer ready

[v2comp]

Wat wrong wit da beer we got
Da beea we got drank purty good dont it

Alabama State Representative Alvin Holmes, opining the future of craft beer in Alabama.

[Pompeiisneaks]

Someone wanted a sonnet, here you go:

Beer Sonnet

If I am to be honest my desire
becomes driven by beer so clear and neat
ever since my first homebrew lit afire
I yearned to make more ales so sweet, replete
with malty hoppy tasty grandeur yet
that these aromas should inspire more
drive to find taste, not waste but more to get
of this lovely liquor so old so pure
yet lest we forget, it is yet complete
the unending mixtures of flavors now
found in beers world round so proud of the feat
that our search for the best beer and the how
shall we let this task pass us by undone
when we can never forget just one

Its soso, but it is a sonnet, or so I hope,,, 14 lines, 10 syllables, a-b-a-b c-d-c-d e-f-e-f gg.

!

[liammckenna]

... since my first homebrew lit afire.

Phil's Flaming Homebrew.

I could market that.

I thought your sonnet was pretty good.

Good man, yerself!

Pax.

Liam

[Pompeiisneaks]

Eh. Poetic license. Im inferring the point when the yeast first got jiggy.

[Gordie]

Brilliant. All of it.

[Eric Brewer]

Glycol on the floor
I slip, fall down, and see stars
Damned cooling system

[aorrick]

Boiling IPA
Steam boiler goes KABLOOEY!
Insert swear words here...

[meadman]

from the rolling boil
great flocks of protein swimming
waiting the fallout.

[Eric Brewer]

Dry hopping today.
Wish my I.P.A. was like
Pliny the Elder.

[william.heinric]

Cloudy blonde, it's twice
Filtered, damn Velo. From the
Makers of Fiat...

Honestly, this thought is what keeps me sane when it blows the bottom off of the residual bell.

Bill