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Popper Poems - Poems about Popper


Ecstasy
Ecstasy has a natural place. That is if you know your soul & body & how to embrace. With all the fake components, the drug has to offer. Take a step back, embrace the world and don't become a pill popper....

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Categories: popper, addiction, america, drug, england,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Peter Popper's Poem-Popper
Peter Popper's Poem-Popper played and popped out poems all the livelong day But one not-so-pleasant day Peter Popper's Poem-Popper stopped producing poetry What did Peter Popper plan to do He took his broken Poem-Popper to the Broken Poem-Popper Fixer-Upper Man where the principal poem-popper fixer upper applied a dandy...

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Categories: popper, poems, poets,
Form: Rhyme



Premium Member I Am a Poem Popper
I am a poem popper Poetry is the drug for me A perpetual habit Shared with select company I am a poem popper I have been since the age of three Me and Seuss go way back By eight hooked on Dennis Lee I am a poem popper Addicted to the musicality High on wit and wisdom Dependent on a healing property I am a poem popper Where...

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Categories: popper, me, poetry, poets,
Form: Monorhyme
Premium Member Pop My Popper On My Gurney
Seems like yesterday, was young and wooing young girlies Now I'm old and still wooing them this far into my journey Am I that unique? Not yet reached my peak Overflowing, about to pop my popper on my gurney...

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Categories: popper, memory,
Form: Limerick
A Poor Popper
Not on the streets where one would fear for safety. In a home where nobody is rood. Not under a bridge in search of a place to sleep. A bed upon a pedistol for a wonderful night of dreams. Not digging in a dumpster seeking warm food after a restraunt had closed. Soaking up gravy with the last bite of...

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Categories: popper, peoplenight, home, home, night,
Form: Verse



Couch Blues (John Popper Rules!)
I was sitting on the couch with my cousin yesterday watching old reruns of wonder-woman eating funyans and shootin' the breeze. I said to him "yo cuz, did you know that tv causes brain cancer?" He didn't respond. a couple of minutes later, when I lit a cigarette, he asked me "Do you suppose Wonder Woman's boobs are real?" "Nah,"I said."those are just pixels."...

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Categories: popper, funny, cousin,
Form: Free verse

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