Kenneth Crookshank Poet ABC

Toke

Up in smoke there goes your dreams and hopes in that cloud of smoke
There goes your memory the instrument you once used to create wise quotes
There goes the hustle you used to keep from being broke
Now here comes the stress high blood pressure the cause of strokes
Was it really worth it talking about that first toke
Yeah it made you laugh but was it really a joke
Is it funny having no money wishing for the sun cause you know it's supposed to be sunny
Why they call you a dummy
why life is crummy
So I ask again was it really worth it talking about that first toke were you inhaled and as you exhaled watched it go up in smoke I'm talking about your dreams and hopes

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Skat A February 1, 2016 at 5:20 PM Hi Kenneth, :) Congratulations on having your poem featured on the soups Home Page. ~SKAT LOVE~ Kenneth Crookshank February 1, 2016 at 5:41 PM Thanks

Poet Destroyer A December 7, 2015 at 7:32 PM Kenneth, WELCOME to poetry soup. I hope you have fun with this wonderful community. You'll find many friendly poets who are ready to support and give positive feedback. I will enjoy following you and your poetry :) We are Lucky To Have you. Enjoy Poetry Soup:) Your New Poet Friend @-> LINDA <-@

Pandita Sietesantos December 1, 2015 at 3:40 PM Hi Kenneth, this is such an excellent first posting that I enjoyed reading! I look forward to reading more of your work! Welcome to PoetrySoup and best wishes as you continue to churn out wonderful poetic pieces! Warmest regards and a score of 7! Pandita

Skat A December 1, 2015 at 5:21 AM Ho, Kenneth,,, Welcome to Poetry Soup. It will be a delight to read and become familiar with your poems in the future. As for now, I will greet you with the same smile others passed when I first joined the soup. Wishing you and your poetry the best. I hope you get to meet all the nice poets around here STARTING with me- SKAT :-) Please drop a hello and tell me a little about yourself if you wish. I would like to be your newest poetry soup "FRIEND" Hugs* SKAT

Jean Murray November 30, 2015 at 11:16 AM Moderation is the key. So many lose it though. My own brother spent ten years in a haze. The only clue to when my husband was off home grown, was when he would become animated in the evenings, as opposed to docile.