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.
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
29th Apr 2025 8:16am
29th Apr 2025 8:16am
smoking with your ghost
I don't have a date and time
to pin your memory to
so I'll make one up
a different day every year
I'll have a joint for you
pretend the tears
are just smoke in my eyes
and not the rebreaking
of vital organs
that beat an erratic goodbye
whenever I think of you
I'm all out of safe places
and as much as these
visions of you hurt
I cling to the memory
of your transient safety
For just a moment
we were suspended
out of space
out of time
two wayward souls ...
to pin your memory to
so I'll make one up
a different day every year
I'll have a joint for you
pretend the tears
are just smoke in my eyes
and not the rebreaking
of vital organs
that beat an erratic goodbye
whenever I think of you
I'm all out of safe places
and as much as these
visions of you hurt
I cling to the memory
of your transient safety
For just a moment
we were suspended
out of space
out of time
two wayward souls ...
#drugs
#friendship
#grief #marijuana
#grief #marijuana
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Pishashee
Poem Published
15th Mar 2025 5:48am
15th Mar 2025 5:48am
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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missjem56
Poem Published
13th Feb 2025 00:29am
13th Feb 2025 00:29am
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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missjem56
Poem Published
15th Dec 2024 8:46pm
15th Dec 2024 8:46pm
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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Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
15th Dec 2024 00:34am
15th Dec 2024 00:34am
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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missjem56
Poem Published
7th Jun 2024 1:29am
7th Jun 2024 1:29am
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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missjem56
Poem Published
30th Apr 2024 10:04pm
30th Apr 2024 10:04pm
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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goldenmyst
Poem Published
17th Feb 2024 1:23am
17th Feb 2024 1:23am
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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Dreamboy
Poem Published
22nd Nov 2023 6:44am
22nd Nov 2023 6:44am
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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oskar
Poem Published
2nd Nov 2023 8:00am
2nd Nov 2023 8:00am
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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oskar
Poem Published
21st Oct 2023 5:13am
21st Oct 2023 5:13am
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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NineMinusEight
Poem Published
4th Aug 2023 3:53pm
4th Aug 2023 3:53pm
Luv you MJ
#marijuana
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