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Charlie Messina's The Stoner Collaboration Contest ~ 6/10/26

                     *The first two stanzas were written by Charlie

 

 

 

The Stoner

I was sitting on the corner, stoned 
When out of the blue, my dead aunt phoned 
How could this be, she rests in peace 
Right beside my loving niece
 
I answered the phone, and my auntie said 
"I know you think that I am dead"  
"I'm alive"- my auntie moaned 
Or- could it be that you're just- "Stoned"

I smiled and said, "Auntie, you know me well
but this world has become a living Hell
where evil thrives in almost every place
and there are memories that I cannot face"

"You are buried and from life you are free
If you're alive, I don't envy your immortality
Auntie, if you can hear me, stay in your grave
I survive by being a stoner, an addicted slave."
Copyright © | Year Posted 2026

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Goldsmith Avatar
August 10, 2026 at 10:47 AM
Back with Congratulations on your win. I enjoyed reading your wonderful "The Stoner" write again. Have a fun day with your wonderful win, Paula...............
Messina Avatar
August 9, 2026 at 6:21 PM
LOL- Auntie, if you can hear me, stay in your grave...still laughing! Love it, Lin... you did well! Congratulations on your winning placement in my contest!
Goldsmith Avatar
June 10, 2026 at 4:40 PM
I enjoyed reading your wonderful "The Stoner" write. You did a great job on this. "Good Luck" We both did this fun contest. Have a great/fun day writing away, Paula............
Lane Avatar
June 11, 2026 at 9:43 AM
I'm not going to sing, "Let's both get stoned," Paula. haha I was never inquisitive about trying it.
Parker Avatar
June 10, 2026 at 4:07 PM
Having grown up in the sixties I have knowledge of what he and you speak about, your addition was spot on...truth be told most of those trying to escape reality back then was for basically two reasons...one was experimentation and fun, the other was young boys coming back from Viet Nam needing to escape the nightmares...haven't heard the word stoner in decades
Lane Avatar
June 11, 2026 at 9:42 AM
I'm from the same era, Frederic. We think things were bad then? au contraire. If not the theme of a contest, I'd never have written about it. Thanks.
Godwin Avatar
June 10, 2026 at 3:30 PM
What was lighthearted and funny turned serious for your pen. That is certainly a realistic and common reason one might indulge, to escape life and that's sad. Some people get stoned, some stay stoned, one I get and the other, I don't. This is just the 2nd I've read; it'll be fun seeing where other's take this - maybe we'll be treated to AI's take. Uh oh, sarcasm slipped right on out of me, just smooth as cream it found its way to the screen.
Lane Avatar
June 11, 2026 at 9:39 AM
I didn't know which way to go on the stanza's Charlie had written. Seemed to me it could take either path, so I probably took the wrong one, but that's where my thoughts led. Thanks for reading and leaving your comments, CayCay. Your sarcasm is not misplaced, and I've seen the AI flow... sadly.
Cunningham Avatar
June 10, 2026 at 12:38 PM
Lol, you rose well to the challenge Lin, didn't realise at first it was for a contest. Good luck. Tom
Lane Avatar
June 10, 2026 at 1:00 PM
Tom, are you saying you thought I was writing about myself? Ha. I ventured out a titch on this one.
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