Smoke Poems - Poems about Smoke

The smell of cigarettes used to make my chest ache and my lungs hurt The bitterness of whiskey made my eyes tear and my throat burn But I have picked up the habit of smoking when...Read the rest...

“Smoke Em If You Got Em” The fire is Red just kicking back. My conscious mind went to black. It’s just another ordinary day. Avoid the drama, I stay away. I’m too sophisticated with a smoke. I’m independent and know more...Read the rest...

treetops smoldering smoke encircling bird’s flight blinding sight with glee ...Read the rest...

The water was warm it must have been The morning was cold it was early The two collided and and there it was smoke on the water rising mysteriously Vapor thin outlines levitating With the dawn chorus...Read the rest...

magnetic heat cooled by soma nectar ushers currents both cool and warm creating a unique beat of peace washing gently over form third eye opens in surprise stardust lustre adorning head a million bubbles caress our pores gripping us in bliss right...Read the rest...

Meat is tender Grilled done, add salt Pepper and lime....Read the rest...

And I lose myself, like blue smoke in a forest of memories, where each tree is an old pain, each fallen leaf a dream lost in the cold wind, and I wonder, in the silence of the night,...Read the rest...

The cold fog rises from the meadow like smoke from Poppy's pipe... ... ever upward with the sweet savour of meadow grass. My bare feet, like mortar and pestle, smash out...Read the rest...

"Long has My grace been proffered Long has intercession been offered Short is My space for repentance 'On my terms!' frames their resistance 'Tis not I who needs to change Defying My terms will estrange Worship Me in spirit and truth Stop...Read the rest...

In the cathedral of night, a new phantasm rises from the incense smoke of burnt rules, Altars of therapy crumble under the weight of our unspoken prayers, Our steps, like lost pilgrims, are swallowed by streets paved...Read the rest...

In the cathedral of my thoughts, words rise like incense smoke towards the vaults of the unknown, And I, a pilgrim through the labyrinth of my own consciousness, seek to catch moonbeams in a net, to...Read the rest...

("Perception/Reality Merit Badge" #62, 2015, original oil) Smoke and Mirrors Amid the flux Of shimmering sound and vision Someone is lying Is it your eyes Is it your ears Is it those pulling the levers And splicing the tapes Or is it all...Read the rest...

The heavenly stars are on fire I’m told. You have to take some things on faith. But where’s the smoke? . . Songs for this: Man in finance (G6 Trust Fund) by Girl on a couch, Billen Ted Bored by Laufey...Read the rest...

Sun’s out time to smoke my weed No time to plant stupid seeds I grow my belly My tongue likes jelly My eyes cry out from high speeds....Read the rest...

Is there any pleasure In a slow, painful, untimely death? Trading your happy ending For the dread of this earth. They say alcohol lessens Our burdens of this world. We smoke to blur our worries Drink to forget yesterday. Is there pleasure In a...Read the rest...