Smoker Poems - Poems about Smoker

...I had lunch with Randy, between classes today. It was a perfect day. The sky was an infinite, capri blue, the wind was stirring the environment, clouds were wispy and on high - in the fast lane where......Read the rest...

...There are times in our lives We see something others don't see Or don't want to see. Many years ago I was sat in a park enjoying the warm weather. The birds were chirping The trees and grass ......Read the rest...

...Not the bee box! Grandma would say We heard it each time we went to stay She had something in there precious for sure. We knew to open it would feel impure. Our parents would caution, “Don’t go......Read the rest...

... Paul wrote songs he sang with his guitar. The “cute” one, he has come amazingly far! The “smart” one John went successfully solo, but one tragic day got murdered by a nut. Georg......Read the rest...

...Ace colonoscopy doctor Kellen Karl Kovalovich revisited January 23rd, 2024 on the evening before yours truly (the one and only Matthew Scott Harris), a stand up comic wannabe, who historically......Read the rest...

...The woman in the next booth was gorgeous Ronnie started to introduce himself Then he saw the cigarette His mother had been a smoker He could not abide the stench of it The smell of nicotine cu......Read the rest...

...I once had a lover who was a smoker I told him I really wish he’d quit The smell alone was quite a choker And his clothes were full of it I knew he was addicted and afflicted So I tried to insp......Read the rest...

... Dippers, drinkers, smokers, sippers. There was always bottle or can-openers Because mom was a Coca-Cola lady. She would have a Coke daily. Grandma was a coffee lover of one brand or another.......Read the rest...

... (Probably more a short story than free verse In any case it’s true, seen through my eyes as a child) He was a heavy smoker sat by the fire Coughing and wheezing hacking up phlegm spitting......Read the rest...

...SMOKERS CAUTIONARY TALE In the haze of smoke, a cautionary tale, I weave a poem of the cigarette's trail. A tale of danger lurking in the ember's glow, Of the destructive nature we all should ......Read the rest...

...Hated T. and silly D I will lose many friends when declaring I root for Trump a train load of muck is sprayed his way; a frugal woman, democratic and with long unadorned hair accused Trump of rape......Read the rest...

...I want to seek sobriety everyday I hope to God this sleepless night I pray and pray away the pain tonight I want to be okay as I lay here, decaying like a wilted flower in May I feel thi......Read the rest...

...Cigarette Most of them enjoy it once in a while; some are addicts; some see it as a socialising asset. You know what's one thing common among all of them somehow it gives them some kind of comfort,......Read the rest...

...Not the bee box! Grandma would say We heard it each time we went to stay She had something in there precious for sure. We knew to open it would feel impure. Our parents would caution, “Don’t go......Read the rest...

...A day of prayer and fasting To show the Lord our love is everlasting We promise to sacrifice a luxury or a pleasure during Lent It is forty days well spent We will not partake in what we sacri......Read the rest...