Cannabis Poems

My dance with plants

My dance with plants 

In the quiet chambers of my beating heart,
A tale of resilience unfolds,
a life torn apart.
See I,
my friend,
Am the longest survivor,
A warrior against shadows,
A flame that burns brighter. 

Cancer,
That insidious thief of days,
Crept into my veins,
seeking to erase.
But i stood firm,
faced the tempest’s wrath,
And in the darkest nights,
I found my path. 

Chemotherapy,
a

My 2023 Prediction

With a lot in life tampered,
With as much in it hampered;
For it there’s a recorder,
For in life, here, there’s order
2023
And it seems folks would be free,
I mean: crazily so free 
As to  attack a close tree:
More intake of cannabies,
Guys barking you’d think Rabies,
A man seize by the collar,
Because one saw his dollar;
Refusal to release

John Lennon Gets the Munchies

Imagine there's no cupcake
Someone in the house ate yours
No Krispy Kremes or KitKats
No pudding pops or s'mores
Imagine there's no halva 
Behind cupboard doors, oo hoo oo.

Gummy Bear

Gummy bear! Gummy bear!
Gummy gummy gummy bear!
Dropped you down my underwear!
Sticky sticky gummy bear!

Who Is My Real Enemy

They might be our real enemies
But they don’t smoke as much cannabis, 
Your schemed wars thriller to the vulture
And that’s the truest darkest picture!

They scramble for our lowest money,
Never its restrictions finding funny;
Their brothers reviving our fainting shoes:
The hardly polished after their stubborn use;
With us initiating the silly prices 
That regard gives none to how

Cannabis Culture

Already an apology is due,
which is only better
than one already overdue,

Yes, I know cannabis
is a place of multiple
and diversely celebrated
subcultures,

And, yes, I realize chaos
and complexity may be civilly sipped
and thirstily gulped
from diverse alcohol
subcultures,
pedigrees,
castes of enumerated strength,
weakness,
risk,
altered opportunity.

Even so,
although it may feel peculiar
to follow this bi-cultural thought experiment

Let us explore
what we might heuristically mean
by a Cannabis

Try Cannabis They Say

try cannabis they say
people I did not know even knew the word cannabis
religious people
judgemental people
strict, status quo, black and white people

In my wildest imagination I never expected some of them
To even know what cannabis is
Let alone to recommend it to me
as a possibility.
I thought I knew these people

But life changes things
Pain and cancer brings out

Stoned

There once was a fellow named Lurch 
Who attended a Cannabis church.
Lurch listened not to preaching;
For ignoring church teaching
He got stoned in a grove of birch.

Cannabis Is Now For Sale

Cannabis is now for sale
   Customers won't go to jail

Yet the price seems awfully high
   Sticker shock for those who buy

First day sales are through the roof
   Don't believe me? -- Here's the proof

At every store you'll see huge crowds
   ~ Above their heads, marijuana clouds

Amsterdam

If you seek to fully understand,
This complex human jam,
You just need a ticket in hand,
To fly to Amsterdam!

History walks the streets here,
In every pavement stone,
You find friendship and cheer,
 On every face In town!

Watch the cyclist to the right,
They have the right of way,
Trams, buses are packed tight,
As the Dutch start their day!

Explore the city

Wipe the Memory

I’m an addict
In recovery 
And I’m kind of glad of it
I don’t want to be
Just another G
Out promoting weed
While I’m planting the idea 
Like a G-13 seed

Read between the lines
And you’ll find I’m blinded
Beating up my mind
And my spines been grinded
Reminded of the times
I’d fly so high kid
I might get by this
In spite of the

Green Plant

you told me I wouldn't be able to put on gloves or fight again
you told me i wouldnt be able to hold a pen or write again
you told me it wasnt very likely i would ever be myself again
but here i am 
thanks to a plant you told me not to believe in.


Kale Brereton
Mar 13,

Cannabis Sativa Mini Seedy Saga

(cuz ma life iz such a drag...
this toke kin “FAKE” hemp  
pyre aye roll out to you dear reader).

As a double jointed mathematical abbot 
and amateur chemist 
   specializing in cannabinoids
   my favorite delta-9-tetra
   hydrocannabinol (THC), 

   isolated and synthesized in 1964
weeding thru bathroom rag 

Anti Cannabis Landlord

Early in the morning
I heard a knock
On my door
I opened the door
It's my landlord, oh lord!
He seemed happy, thank God
Then he said bhangi, oh no!
Do you smoke it?
Hell no!

Fly In the Cannabis Ointment

High fly
Flies high

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