Poems About Marijuana Seeking Friendly Advice
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Poems about marijuana seeking friendly advice. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
14 years in the business
They come to my door,
warning me about shadows
walking among us,
They, homeless
innthe hood.
They want drugs
I suppose
Secretly,
They like meth,
They like crack,
anything that will make them
feel good again.
No body doing
no yard work today.
They walk up the block,
because they're not really
going anywhere.
Sometimes,
they live respectful lives.
warning me about shadows
walking among us,
They, homeless
innthe hood.
They want drugs
I suppose
Secretly,
They like meth,
They like crack,
anything that will make them
feel good again.
No body doing
no yard work today.
They walk up the block,
because they're not really
going anywhere.
Sometimes,
they live respectful lives.
#consumerism
#fate
#marijuana
#money
#nostalgia
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It's Funny
It's funny
I have cider, and red wine
Both collecting dust
But whenever i have mead in the house
Drink it i Must!
It's funny
I don't like honey
In drinks, or on toast
I love it in a pewter goblet
Or a glass at most
It's funny
That i love smoking weed
When drinking mead
That they happen to rhyme
Is a little sublime
It's funny
I imagine a dinosaur
Would find me quite a delight
Full basted in herbs, and honey
I'm sure i'd make a delicious bite!
It's funny
You see ...
I have cider, and red wine
Both collecting dust
But whenever i have mead in the house
Drink it i Must!
It's funny
I don't like honey
In drinks, or on toast
I love it in a pewter goblet
Or a glass at most
It's funny
That i love smoking weed
When drinking mead
That they happen to rhyme
Is a little sublime
It's funny
I imagine a dinosaur
Would find me quite a delight
Full basted in herbs, and honey
I'm sure i'd make a delicious bite!
It's funny
You see ...
#alcohol
#funny
#LifeAsAWriter
#marijuana
#satirical
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Conceded
Death by mead
Seems a much
Sweeter seed
Death by weed
Although not such
A sweet seed
Still pleasant enough
I have to concede
So i shall have both!
For i feel in the need
by Jemia
Seems a much
Sweeter seed
Death by weed
Although not such
A sweet seed
Still pleasant enough
I have to concede
So i shall have both!
For i feel in the need
by Jemia
#alcohol
#LifeAsAWriter
#marijuana #philosophical
#marijuana #philosophical
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a lucid haze
My bedsheets smell of
lavender and indica
silk pillowcase a cushioned ocean
for my restless mind
that floats through the dark
unseeing and unsleeping
I'm nowhere in particular
if I wait for the dawn I might see it
lavender and indica
silk pillowcase a cushioned ocean
for my restless mind
that floats through the dark
unseeing and unsleeping
I'm nowhere in particular
if I wait for the dawn I might see it
#depression
#drugs
#insomnia #marijuana
#insomnia #marijuana
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It's Decaf!
Have i sunk
to a new low?
Or discovered
a new high?
Now smoking
a joint
Using Earl Grey
tea
As tobacco
It's decaf!!!!
by Jemia
to a new low?
Or discovered
a new high?
Now smoking
a joint
Using Earl Grey
tea
As tobacco
It's decaf!!!!
by Jemia
#funny
#marijuana
#satirical #tea
#satirical #tea
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Hazy Dazy Days
Awaiting for my mead
It still hasn't come
Perhaps instead heed
I could of had rum
Or vodka, and coke
Ot maybe
Something interesting to smoke
Or reminisce
In an Absynthe daze
Gently floating
Like a puffball cloud
In a surreal haze
My bottles of mead are delivered
They cost alot of money
But they taste so nice
Of alcoholic sweet honey
by Jemia
It still hasn't come
Perhaps instead heed
I could of had rum
Or vodka, and coke
Ot maybe
Something interesting to smoke
Or reminisce
In an Absynthe daze
Gently floating
Like a puffball cloud
In a surreal haze
My bottles of mead are delivered
They cost alot of money
But they taste so nice
Of alcoholic sweet honey
by Jemia
#alcohol
#LifeAsAWriter
#marijuana #surreal
#marijuana #surreal
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Azuls de Barrancas del Cobre (Copper Canyon Blues)
Azuls de Barrancas del Cobre
(Copper Canyon Blues)
Dusty Chihuahua desolation
At lonely train depot
Desert crossroads for rail journey
Arrival
Copper Canyon is cantina calypso drums
On the slopes of the valley spirit
and the manger in a holy hostel
is a bunk bed for my blue traveler soul
Where a feminine voice sings from above
A rosary in Spanish timbre
As I sink into a paradise of lullabies
To her novena nirvana
When the sun returns like a prodigal son ...
(Copper Canyon Blues)
Dusty Chihuahua desolation
At lonely train depot
Desert crossroads for rail journey
Arrival
Copper Canyon is cantina calypso drums
On the slopes of the valley spirit
and the manger in a holy hostel
is a bunk bed for my blue traveler soul
Where a feminine voice sings from above
A rosary in Spanish timbre
As I sink into a paradise of lullabies
To her novena nirvana
When the sun returns like a prodigal son ...
#romantic
#city
#nature
#trains
#marijuana
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digging change out of couches for cigarettes, 2018
Static electric
blue taste in my mouth
and her tank tops
hanging off
Smoke lines the hall
and her gym shorts
are super soft
Her mouth is a portal
and I'm going to Heaven
Flying above the trailer park
blue taste in my mouth
and her tank tops
hanging off
Smoke lines the hall
and her gym shorts
are super soft
Her mouth is a portal
and I'm going to Heaven
Flying above the trailer park
#marijuana
#sexy
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The last Viking
Erik Bye was a writer, entertainer, TV personality, and easily, in the sixties and the seventies, the most popular man around.
He was born in New York to Norwegian parents who later went back to live there, while their son Erik went
back to the USA to finish his education.
On returning to Norway, he wrote a book about his experiences crisscrossing the USA.
The travel book was a best-seller in Scandinavia and
the book was also translated into English.
Erik also wrote some other books and many songs about the seas
As a journalist interviewing people from the...
He was born in New York to Norwegian parents who later went back to live there, while their son Erik went
back to the USA to finish his education.
On returning to Norway, he wrote a book about his experiences crisscrossing the USA.
The travel book was a best-seller in Scandinavia and
the book was also translated into English.
Erik also wrote some other books and many songs about the seas
As a journalist interviewing people from the...
#alcohol
#drugs
#heroin
#marijuana
#addiction
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for whom nothing matters
For whom nothing matters
The night had been mysterious and full of screams
raped women hung from apple trees like rotten fruit, their begging not to be eaten went unheard
Men, crazed by pornographic lust and sweet wine
egging one another to commit heinous crimes. thinks, they did what women wished
The morning had an aroma of newness, a promise of Utopia where humanity lived in peace with nature and
themselves hopefully modest egos
Pre-mature fruit lying on the ground as the fruit, not of the loom but the result of nights of excesses
the outcast...
The night had been mysterious and full of screams
raped women hung from apple trees like rotten fruit, their begging not to be eaten went unheard
Men, crazed by pornographic lust and sweet wine
egging one another to commit heinous crimes. thinks, they did what women wished
The morning had an aroma of newness, a promise of Utopia where humanity lived in peace with nature and
themselves hopefully modest egos
Pre-mature fruit lying on the ground as the fruit, not of the loom but the result of nights of excesses
the outcast...
#heroin
#marijuana
#addiction #temptation
#addiction #temptation
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Luv you MJ

#marijuana
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I get tore up
I'm watching One Punch Man, whipped strawberry Rockstar
I'm down with the program, but you gotta want some
My Bubba Kush crip man, my steak is me-di-YUM
You riding my flow, so
just admit it's a
Jam
I'm All father Preacher, I'm Legion in dreams
American Rockstar, aint all that it seems
Yeah I been round feeling nothing since 2016,
and if we got that in common then you widowed like me
I'm searching for purpose as I hobble along
Standing up, watching boxing, writing this in the dark
I got no plans for tomorrow, got no plans...
I'm down with the program, but you gotta want some
My Bubba Kush crip man, my steak is me-di-YUM
You riding my flow, so
just admit it's a
Jam
I'm All father Preacher, I'm Legion in dreams
American Rockstar, aint all that it seems
Yeah I been round feeling nothing since 2016,
and if we got that in common then you widowed like me
I'm searching for purpose as I hobble along
Standing up, watching boxing, writing this in the dark
I got no plans for tomorrow, got no plans...
#marijuana
#FeelingLost
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