Simon Cooper Poet Rhyme

Ode To My Pipe

ODE TO MY PIPE

Whomsoever doth smoke this pipe,
Should be prepared for an easier life,
For the stress and strain of the troubled soul
Are as but vapour in its bowl.

When filled to brim with fragrant stuff
Then tamped well down, and lighted up,
The essence from its mouth will flow
To ease your path where ere you go,

For the guardians wrapped about its stem,
Are the nemesis of weaker men,
And all your pain shall be but sod
Beneath the feet of your chosen God.

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Beata Agustin June 29, 2025 at 7:07 PM Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.