Best Recreational Poems
When troubles and turmoil lay their grip on me,
Solace is found in a simpler time and place.
In my mind or person, it is where I flee;
Recalling Grandpa’s tractor and Grandma’s face.
Across spring-fed brook, past a massive oak tree;
Tall pines encircle and hide my hilltop space.
Nature soothes and recreates me to my core.
Friends’ strife fades here, too; I’ve saved spots for more.
2/1/19
In the sixties, a mere chemical fooled Timothy Leary
He became a missionary, to the jaded, the weary
He thought he had the answer to the question:
how to get the key to the doors of perception.
We could become one with a conscious field
That only trickles in; you could make the walls yield
More than that, LSD could make us aware
That love was the underlying fact out there.
Could we "fathom hell or soar angelic"
just by taking a psychedelic?
Could we enter "the endless flame that contains"
sense, sleep, glory and God's hundred names?
Ken Kesey was an attendant on a psychiatric floor.
The delusions of patients were hard to ignore.
Then he took LSD, and the patients seemed sane -
He thought he was decoding their meaning, their pain,
So he wrote a novel while high on LSD:
Sadistic nurse Ratchet versus inmate Murphy
The insane were the rebels, society the straitjacket
Was madness just a capitalist racket?
Some say insanity reacts to an insane planet
Just a sane response to the rulers that ran it.
But then the mad were let loose on our streets.
If you ignore harsh reality, then history repeats.
LSD we now know, alters electrical activity in the brain
Those who think they've found the cosmos, are hoping in vain.
Like any drug, when you take it, you are rolling the dice
It may not be so bad, or you may pay a price.
Brain areas communicate, Synesthetic senses cross
It makes paranoids worse, not worth the dice toss.
To be free you have to be in charge, and be whole
Without reason, you are no longer in charge of your soul.
Civil rights lawyers didn't realize that brain affects mind.
If you ignore basic facts, you are not being kind.
The homeless mentally ill have no walls, but aren't free.
There's little romance in losing touch with reality.
Recreational Legalized
While looking at TV we soon realized,
Recreational marijuana was legalized;
We never hesitated;
Like ours marinated;
And also, hope it had been sanitized.
If it was down and dirty marijuana,
We had received a dirty deal.
Jim Horn
Who said I'm not dead?
Maybe its in your head
Maybe my sickness is your disease
Put to ease, bed rest and all
Doctor said to get control
Teacher said police were back
Lets put myth to fact
I use your products, no problem
Passed through the scams
No big deal
So what is real?
You can't blame it on the drugs
We've been tripping a long time
Admit it
Lets puff the dragon
Pass the mystic
Eclipse the wave
Winning all we can save
We will watch video and play games together,
Using not media as a baby sitter.