Long Stoners Poems

Stones do not speak the language of men or of angels.                        ...

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Twas the night before Christmas and all were in need
    as we waited for Santa who had promised us Weed.
Our parents were sleeping with not a clue in their heads
  ...

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a flustered tango of Gypsy moths 
drumming the porchlight; chalk artists; 
the endemic disappearance of farms—silos lost 
in unkempt fields;  space stations; the sunlit-scent of lemon 
oil on cherry wood; birth; the chasm between...

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Time is up to the London devil
Crack fiends roaming the streets on a next level
Trying to get a fix from that genie bottle
Kilos and ounces sold by forces
Police can't touch anyone there just ing ...

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I had a separate social life where stoners didn’t exist 
it was when I came alive so many ladies kissed 
happy days fulfilling life that all the stoners missed
people come and go with time but...

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People around the world
Are smoking marijuana
Just like a coconut tree
Is god’s gift to nature?

But some men with power
They gone and make it illegal
When every one knows
The real problem is alcohol

Since the beginning of time
The tribes...

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The Truth That Must Apply

I’m testing fate for now, resembling a vision,
A reality hit the present, world-wide division,
Rapist on the loose yet stoners on death row,
Nowadays reality, freedom where’d it go?
We vow to live stress-free,...

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When you’re feeling bored and blue, ‘cause there’s nothing fun to do,
Just dip in your bubble wand, and blow a bubble big and round.
There’s no fun that can compare, to blowing bubbles in the air....

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A shadow, nay, sullen thunderhead 
inducing a deluge of emotions 
moved across thousands of darkened souls

Freaks, stoners
shy, smart
geeks and loners
outcasts with dreams and compassion in their heart

Strangers like me

To us, you were a friend
we live...

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She's got lots of money but no fooking heart
Her forked tongue could put the poison on a tribesman's dart
All the things she did to drive us apart
She talks so much shit her breath smells of...

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Of course I drew a stick person

I was a stick person with a mere bush and spots

stick-to-it-ive-ness

ants crawling on sticks for monkeys

eeh-ahh-eeh-eeh-ahh

stick to your guns
this is a stick up

not stuck up

stick your stomach in
stick your...

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In the darkest nights of my forgotten stronghold,
My eternal friend had came to me as foretold;
He had fell into darkness, his soul it was sold,
He had shown me the things so much richer than gold...

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Creeping in the night
Moonlight like stars shine
Grim reapers fly,
Cats meow to the sight
Ashley said "G you gotta go to z"
Z met M, so we all do
Like natives and modern man,
Is it money?
Is it greed?
Is it...

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The highest plant

it’s high.
it’s lit and lifted.
it’s crushed and green.
it’s dry and gin.                      ...

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I end up in L.A.
	A new beginning.
But underneath the layers,
	Of movie stars and 
Beauty Queens and Jocks. 
	I see the sheen of dirt
Lurking beneath the streets.
	The stoners, dealers,
Fake girls with red lips.
	It’s the same in...

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Walk with me
   along the pale  green shadows that fall
   on the thin and winding pathways of the wood
   where all is quiet and full of growth
 ...

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By Laura 
June 25, 2015

When did these amphetamines become the better part of me?
Masses strung out high above the labels we blindly believe 
Crazy are the ones who drop the speed and slow it down
Foolish...

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It was to be a lazy afternoon
  spent at a nearby park.
 Jordan, Anthony, and I 
  swung on the swings 
  and climbed their wooden structure
& the gazebo.
   We...

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Heard a song in the car today 
'Bout girls that cheer and boys that play
They were their town's kings and queens
And everyone that knows them dreams
About those good ol' kids of fall 
To me that...

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Tis the season,
 for tan lines,
   Enjoying the day,
 while the sun shines.

    People of every,
 color and size,
   So many beautiful women,
 it's hard to believe your...

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Written January 17, 2015


I was born to the hunter
I was raised with the sheep
I was brought in with the soldiers
I was told not to fall asleep
I was told not to wonder
What lies on the otherside

Once...

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Jumping the jam,

I am peter pan,

doing a man,

don't know his name at this dam.


Down-stream is a clam,

up is a nap-

I creak when I walk,

never stop for talk,

just smoke a lot,

and hope for a magical robot,
to...

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Skeletons In The Closet

The stoners are in the closet
And the skeletons are on the bed.
Wait! reverse that…
The skeletons are in the closet
And the stoners are on the bed.
The skeletons found my stash
And the hotboxing did...

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Killers will kill
stoners will slide on the high
hookers will hook
trapping coins between sticky thighs-
Preachers will preach 
to husbands and wives
then swallow the piss 
of their own muddy lies-
The rapist will rape
the covenant will give
at times...

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