Poems About Tobacco Seeking Friendly Advice
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Poems about tobacco seeking friendly advice. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
Lozzamus
Poem Published
27th Jul 2021 10:56pm
27th Jul 2021 10:56pm
Mid July 2012 (part 4)
Thursday Day Four 26/7/12
I feel sick and restless in the evening. Unable to sleep. I live alone in a Studio in North London. There is no partner or wife, no “other half”, although that will change one day, hopefully.
I switch on the radio and inhale furiously on the Nicorette Inhalator, desperate for relief from the cravings. I sleep with the light on and listen to pop music from childhood, caught in a mixture of past, present and future.
Yeah, life’s complex. Life rarely works out as one expects. After I graduated from Dartington College of Arts, I stayed...
I feel sick and restless in the evening. Unable to sleep. I live alone in a Studio in North London. There is no partner or wife, no “other half”, although that will change one day, hopefully.
I switch on the radio and inhale furiously on the Nicorette Inhalator, desperate for relief from the cravings. I sleep with the light on and listen to pop music from childhood, caught in a mixture of past, present and future.
Yeah, life’s complex. Life rarely works out as one expects. After I graduated from Dartington College of Arts, I stayed...
#tobacco
#addiction
#determination
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4 Comments
Lozzamus
Poem Published
25th Jul 2021 8:21pm
25th Jul 2021 8:21pm
Mid July 2012 (part 3)
Day One Monday 23/7/12
I head to the pharmacy to collect the prescriptions for Nicorette. Past experiences with Nicorette didn’t help, but now the Inhalator keeps most of the cravings at bay and the taste seems to have improved since I last used it.
I go to bed about one am, more than twenty-four hours after my last cigarette. When I wake in the morning, I notice a difference: my Morning Cough has gone.
***
Day Two Tuesday 24/7
Emotional day with sudden cravings to smoke.
I receive an email. An invitation to spend a...
I head to the pharmacy to collect the prescriptions for Nicorette. Past experiences with Nicorette didn’t help, but now the Inhalator keeps most of the cravings at bay and the taste seems to have improved since I last used it.
I go to bed about one am, more than twenty-four hours after my last cigarette. When I wake in the morning, I notice a difference: my Morning Cough has gone.
***
Day Two Tuesday 24/7
Emotional day with sudden cravings to smoke.
I receive an email. An invitation to spend a...
#tobacco
#addiction
#determination
390 reads
6 Comments
Lozzamus
Poem Published
23rd Jul 2021 10:33pm
23rd Jul 2021 10:33pm
Mid July 2012 (part 2)
The Quit Date looms. I smoke continually, determined to enjoy each cigarette without the usual concern and guilt.
The weekend passes. The final night. And then the unexpected happens. A blessing in disguise, perhaps. I choke while smoking my last cigarette - if such a thing’s possible. The smoke causes me to gag and cough, and I panic and think I’m about to faint from lack of circulation. Shaken by the experience, I finish the cigarette and go to bed.
The end of an era. The smoking era.
****
I wake with the usual Morning Cough.
I’m...
The weekend passes. The final night. And then the unexpected happens. A blessing in disguise, perhaps. I choke while smoking my last cigarette - if such a thing’s possible. The smoke causes me to gag and cough, and I panic and think I’m about to faint from lack of circulation. Shaken by the experience, I finish the cigarette and go to bed.
The end of an era. The smoking era.
****
I wake with the usual Morning Cough.
I’m...
#tobacco
#addiction
#determination
383 reads
9 Comments
Lozzamus
Poem Published
21st Jul 2021 7:17pm
21st Jul 2021 7:17pm
Mid July 2012 (part 1)
I arrive at the appointment about a week later. The nurse carries out a number of tests.
Bad news. One of tests reveals that I have the lung function of a man thirty years older than I actually am.
‘I’m not very good at blowing out quickly,’ I say, hoping the nurse will repeat the test.
She smiles. A sort of knowing-smile. ‘We did the test three times.’
‘What happens now then?’
‘Stop smoking.’
‘I’ve tried before. It’s too difficult.’
That same knowing-smile. ‘Make an appointment for the Quit Smoking Clinic.’ ...
Bad news. One of tests reveals that I have the lung function of a man thirty years older than I actually am.
‘I’m not very good at blowing out quickly,’ I say, hoping the nurse will repeat the test.
She smiles. A sort of knowing-smile. ‘We did the test three times.’
‘What happens now then?’
‘Stop smoking.’
‘I’ve tried before. It’s too difficult.’
That same knowing-smile. ‘Make an appointment for the Quit Smoking Clinic.’ ...
#tobacco
#addiction
#determination
344 reads
7 Comments
Cipher_O
Poem Published
15th Jun 2021 11:09am
15th Jun 2021 11:09am
Lights in the Sky
. *. *
#alcohol
#marijuana
#tobacco
#heaven
#hell
806 reads
2 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
8th May 2021 9:04am
8th May 2021 9:04am
a little argument
a little argument in Portugal
at the pharmacy
a man tried to get in front of me
I would have none of it
We had words.
But something he said
Stuck in my mind;
We don´t like you (foreigners)
We only tolerate you.
The people at the pharmacy
Fell silent.
I had the sense they agreed with him.
at the pharmacy
a man tried to get in front of me
I would have none of it
We had words.
But something he said
Stuck in my mind;
We don´t like you (foreigners)
We only tolerate you.
The people at the pharmacy
Fell silent.
I had the sense they agreed with him.
#alcohol
#drugs
#tobacco #temptation
#tobacco #temptation
333 reads
1 Comment
randyjohnson
Poem Published
11th Feb 2021 4:46pm
11th Feb 2021 4:46pm
Emphysema
I received some bad news a couple of days ago when I went to the doctor. I have Emphysema. It's my fault. I did it to myself because I smoke. I quit smoking in May of 2019, but because my nerves are shot, I started back.
I want to take this opportunity to ask every reader who are non-smokers to stay away from cigarettes. They are dangerous. Cigarettes killed my uncle twenty years ago. I've got Emphysema and it can happen to you too if you smoke.
I'm also asking any readers who are smoking to quit. I know that it's difficult to stop smoking, but it can be done. All you...
I want to take this opportunity to ask every reader who are non-smokers to stay away from cigarettes. They are dangerous. Cigarettes killed my uncle twenty years ago. I've got Emphysema and it can happen to you too if you smoke.
I'm also asking any readers who are smoking to quit. I know that it's difficult to stop smoking, but it can be done. All you...
#tobacco
#addiction
#illness
371 reads
2 Comments
Lozzamus
Poem Published
24th Oct 2020 9:11pm
24th Oct 2020 9:11pm
Friday 17 August
Friday 17 August 2012
A Month After Giving Up Smoking
I arrive after a long train journey that includes a wait at Preston. I think the Government have banned smoking in public places, but I definitely detected cigarette smoke while I waited for my connecting train and I moved away from the source of the smell, keen to avoid triggers.
I step off the train, into a tiny station that has only one rail track. Out in the town, I strain for echoes of childhood. For the Bucket and Spade shop I vaguely recall and the sand dunes and the unmistakable scent of seaside...
A Month After Giving Up Smoking
I arrive after a long train journey that includes a wait at Preston. I think the Government have banned smoking in public places, but I definitely detected cigarette smoke while I waited for my connecting train and I moved away from the source of the smell, keen to avoid triggers.
I step off the train, into a tiny station that has only one rail track. Out in the town, I strain for echoes of childhood. For the Bucket and Spade shop I vaguely recall and the sand dunes and the unmistakable scent of seaside...
#tobacco
#memories
735 reads
11 Comments
randyjohnson
Poem Published
3rd May 2020 1:34pm
3rd May 2020 1:34pm
Smoke Free
I'm proud of myself and I have something to say.
I quit smoking last year on the 3rd of May.
It was one year ago when I smoked for the last time.
When it came to spending money for tobacco, I haven't spent a dime.
I was coughing up phlegm and I quit smoking because of my health.
my uncle died of lung cancer and I didn't want to do that to myself.
Because I was able to quit smoking, I know others can too.
If you smoke but decide to quit, it will be an excellent thing to do.
I quit smoking last year on the 3rd of May.
It was one year ago when I smoked for the last time.
When it came to spending money for tobacco, I haven't spent a dime.
I was coughing up phlegm and I quit smoking because of my health.
my uncle died of lung cancer and I didn't want to do that to myself.
Because I was able to quit smoking, I know others can too.
If you smoke but decide to quit, it will be an excellent thing to do.
#tobacco
#anniversary
#addiction
#nonfiction
#inspirational
465 reads
1 Comment
brokenheart201725
Poem Published
15th Feb 2020 10:19pm
15th Feb 2020 10:19pm
My Imperfections
Sometimes I feel like i'm drowning in my own tears
just those hurtful things you say and it hurts me.
I love you! I know we are having hard times right now
things will get better just wait and see…
I wish i could make things better but
I don't know what to do or say to make it better
When we get frustrated at each other and you make threats to leave it makes me sad because i know how hard things are right now
Im sorry if i did something to make you more irritated at me
When we get into our loud talks it scares me because
i remember all the...
just those hurtful things you say and it hurts me.
I love you! I know we are having hard times right now
things will get better just wait and see…
I wish i could make things better but
I don't know what to do or say to make it better
When we get frustrated at each other and you make threats to leave it makes me sad because i know how hard things are right now
Im sorry if i did something to make you more irritated at me
When we get into our loud talks it scares me because
i remember all the...
#anger
#wife
#husband
#tobacco
#bittersweet
694 reads
1 Comment
goldenmyst
Poem Published
29th Sep 2019 4:28am
29th Sep 2019 4:28am
Ole Sam Just Don’t Know when to Quit
Ole Sam Just Don’t Know when to Quit
Streetwise there is no more to life
Than a guitar strum by varicose veined arms
Of a minstrel who couldn’t give up smoking
Without lying to himself
Because it was too late for lungs to repair
What God and nicotine hath wrought
When fate had its way with him
On the downslope of the up feeling
Like when the lights are dimmed to let the night in
And the off chance of a soulful groove
Takes him by surprise
When he plays to a crowd
Too young die ...
Streetwise there is no more to life
Than a guitar strum by varicose veined arms
Of a minstrel who couldn’t give up smoking
Without lying to himself
Because it was too late for lungs to repair
What God and nicotine hath wrought
When fate had its way with him
On the downslope of the up feeling
Like when the lights are dimmed to let the night in
And the off chance of a soulful groove
Takes him by surprise
When he plays to a crowd
Too young die ...
#night
#music
#tobacco #aging
#tobacco #aging
500 reads
6 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
5th Jul 2019 8:18pm
5th Jul 2019 8:18pm
living a poem
Living a poem
At the hospital, I woke up in the night went to the loo.
Coming out I didn’t recognize the hall a woman came
told me to go back to bed, “but my father told
me to stay here” and I knew I was in a dream I could
not remember the title of
When young this tendency to become was strong
but with advancing years and cynical sobriety my
reading of poetry had cooled.
The nurse took me to bed I invented her into it she
chuckled, go to sleep now. I in the morning while
waiting for pre-breakfast coffee and a scone and ...
At the hospital, I woke up in the night went to the loo.
Coming out I didn’t recognize the hall a woman came
told me to go back to bed, “but my father told
me to stay here” and I knew I was in a dream I could
not remember the title of
When young this tendency to become was strong
but with advancing years and cynical sobriety my
reading of poetry had cooled.
The nurse took me to bed I invented her into it she
chuckled, go to sleep now. I in the morning while
waiting for pre-breakfast coffee and a scone and ...
#alcohol
#tobacco
#addiction
461 reads
2 Comments
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