Cigars Poems - Poems about Cigars

Feeling as if you’ve been kicked in the nuts with a golf shoe is similar to being ghosted by someone with you had a connection. By someone that listened. I blame myself for these feelings and for having unwarranted expectations. I blame myself for this false feeling of rejection. In the room, smoke gathers, thick as...

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Five-and-Ten, a ‘Mom-and-Pop’ just down the road Ye olde-fashioned ice cream shoppe Round the corner a little bit an old barber’s pole Enjoy the flavor of candy-cane wit Near the station, a musty news-stand ...

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Cigars and beers must be something They take you to late parties and random kissing Bad urges in mind must be enticing They take you to parking lots and secret meeting Maybe it’s fun to laugh around while you’re wasting Your life must be too hard and pretty boring For there is too much drink to chug while ghosting Are coffee...

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Everyone voted Mrs. Garret’s tree as the best Christmas display in the village. Which was surprising in a way, as she was not really a local. Richard Garret, her husband, was not a man to be trifled with. Mrs. Garret had to acquiesce to his demands or else. She dared not divorce him despite his...

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Swesish Saga Gerda left Sweden with an odd liking for turnips. She claimed hard labor ruined her hands. She hated her father. Fritchof walked like an ex-sailor. He had a vein-blue tattoo on his left hand. He once sailed the Red Sea and grew a mustache. They met in Vancouver. A brown wedding oval preserves her stiff upper lip, his doubting earnestness. She made...

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Mike Brown Shot down...

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Ah! There is nothing, nothing that adds to a gentleman's persona, Like that of fashionably sporting and puffing a five-dollar Corona! With a cigar in his jowls, he can socialize with disdainful pretense! Clad in his ten-dollar Goodwill suit, he exudes tawdry opulence! What better way at the end of a sumptuous repast, And after the snifters of brandy have...

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