Tobacco Poems - Poems about Tobacco

...A different kind of love Easy, in and out your breath lungs unsullied by cigarette smoke Siesta nap, a lazy Sunday afternoon when flowers are recklessly nude Breath, taking should you stop I......Read the rest...

...She was back into my life after a long sejours how could I not welcome her at the table after so many suns and moons Having crossed the oceans of reality, my dream was a surreal bizarre reel,......Read the rest...

...YOU ARRIVED ON CUE I SUPPOSE RIGHT AFTER THE CHRISTMAS DAY ARSONS MURDERS PROCLAIMING MY LIFE WAS IN GRAVE DANGER WHAT DO YOU KNOW ABOUT ARSON MURDER 8 ELDERLY PERSONS PARISHES PROCLAIMED MY EX HUSBA......Read the rest...

... My mother and father never wavered in their routine. After each one of my siblings sprang into life, my father sat on the porch and spit ‘Day’s Work’ tobacco juice down his chin while my mother sna......Read the rest...

...I can understand Cowgirls And some are real cows But 'Cowboys'? Shouldn't they be Bullboys? Why did they call the chimp On Tarzan 'Cheater'? I wouldn't play cards Did Williams Tell spill the b......Read the rest...

...If only Eve hadn’t met Adam And angry Hitler had met Freuid If Stanley never met Ollie And David Gilmore had never been in Pink Floyd Shakespeare had run out of ink and quill for a pen Mother Hu......Read the rest...

...Jesus, you say bring home my sheep You say be a shepherd like perfect You I say my sheep have gone prodigal They have my credit card, I say resigned At least they buy cheap wine on my dim......Read the rest...

...With no specific tone or direction. And , than suddenly: Whoomp! the tone began to change it devloped into a"whoomping groove" it's beleived to dereive from Pickett the lyrics said early one mo......Read the rest...

...Human history is full of trouble because religion has duped the human race and creates a lot of doubles all over the place. If I could turn the clock back in time, I would not change anything, but I ......Read the rest...

... "Hey buddies. so what are we doing !" Looks around and the clique has snotty faces on, pedigree pinkies in the air. "You are not one of we, the beautiful approved ones. You are uncultured a......Read the rest...

...there was a snake bathing in the sunset draped around the veins, the dead branches winter never welcomes reptiles but it wore twilight like a heat lamp jacket back flat, tobacco treat burning s......Read the rest...

...There are tears mixed into the pancake batter sun is still obfuscated by the window shades without sunshine, I still wind up a morning person Tobacco clings to me, where your scent would b......Read the rest...

...I became friends with the darkness The sun has become a myth The Rain was only a comforting sound And how I missed the snow The walls were covered in tally marks Counting the days But seems t......Read the rest...

...(Our differences are like the pieces of a puzzle called life) What does humanity want from life, it’s puzzling to know Peace signs, Daisy cutters, find Jesus in the afterglow Seek out seventy t......Read the rest...

...the dilemma a man walking home from work through the Olivera noticed a group of hanged men, who when alive, had argued about the price of aceite The devil, that had caused this, sat on a fe......Read the rest...