Tag: Poem

Stoned Poets Society: Poem 1

High!

God, I’m brilliant

and I’m only seven years old.

Tomato!

The light flashes

Horses ride off into the sunset.

Instantly and repeatedly ends all stories the same.

 

Yesterday was the day before today

I spiritually gave way

Scientifically the horse is not alive

We thought it would tamely survive

Hello I love you,

and he wants to help himself…who?

 

That’s the way the earth crumbles

and the poison drives you clean.

Directly from the center of the earth only rumbles

I con you not although I’ve never seen

Beyond the mountain the dragon fumbles

Position me somewhere I’ve never been

Enquiring she pursued her greatest passion

Slowly he undressed himself, New fashion!

 

Written by: Vanessa, Warren, Wendy, Brenda, Dylan & Ann.

Hashish-ah

Hashish-ah

i makes me laugh

ya see da blue smoke risin’

in da daak nite

an’ da staas

day ah distant an smutherin’

da nite smells o’ da

hashish da goo’ times

da nite is quiet – so still

da slo’ sigh of da hashish

da slo’ sigh of plesha-ah

I laugh an’ feel so good

an’ da blue smoke risin’ to da staas

me am standin’ still

but i is movin’

da hashish she hits me balance

an’ I cannat stan’

but i am stayin’ standin’

da hashish-ahh

da girl flirts wi me

I say somtin an wi laugh

an a time is slo’

an’ i feel an see so differen’

i see wi me soul     i hear wi me soul

i feel wi me soul     i smell wi me soul

an is so goo’ an’ is so slo’

Hashish-ahh slo’.

COKE

Hush cocaine hush

Da people sleep silent

on da sydwalk.

Like da trees in da long

slow snowy winta.

Dirti an twisted

Day ar deed to dis world

Day ar deed to da

freezin winta air.

Day ar dyin.

Slowly goin to da

oda mynd

deyr oda side.

So sleep my children

Hush cocaine hush

Let da people sleep silent.

Revelations

My fate is sealed

I will die

Run me through

the evil eye

My God is gone

I tell no lie

I challenge destiny

no sleeping dogs will lie

My fate is sealed

I will die

*

I hurt

therefore I am

Coincidence kills

coincidence I damn

Life forced upon me

the battering ram

The lion regretfully ate

the gentle lamb

I hurt

therefore I am

*

The good in others

I seldom see

In him God

it cannot be

Masks of truth

the mortal me

Human animals

hate and glee

The good in others

I seldom see

*

Its my fault

I know

When love comes

when I have to go

So much harvest

so little to sow

The Lord takes his taxes

and leaves me low

Its my fault

I know

*

I ran to you my darling

I run to you my child

I run from lion and lamb

I run to stay wild

Like the horses on the plains

horses that God styled

Horses made of mud and clay

horses made for Christ child

*

Something went dirty

Something went wrong

Deep betrayal

man’s twisted throng

Man’s mind killed God

it didn’t take long

The created white noise

rang the creators funeral gong.

Tired Dreams

I’m tired of dreaming.

Stars twinkle in the pool.

All my dreams run dry.

I’m the local neighbourhood fool.

I had my good times

in winter evenings cool shade.

Now all I have are memories…

even they’ve begun to fade.

*

If only so much was different.

I watched the children play.

Some things would’ve worked.

So much would’ve been okay.

It’s easy to build towers

from the clouds in my mind.

But a single word

can destroy them I find.

So I’m tired of dreaming

in the softness of day.

All my dreams run dry

none are here to stay.