Anybody else into poetry? I thought we could post our poems or any favorite poems written by others here i will start:

Happiness Is Only Real When Shared

A soft kiss upon the lips of one
We search for life
We found none
I ran once again

I found it was there from the start
A journey to continue for years to come
For I have found truth in the times that we part
Love can only come to those who accept life into their heart

A beauty yet unforeseen
A journey offered by those most unlikely
Unaware of the joy around us
We search for things made of gold

I have tried to reunite with the days
I have traveled only to find
A sadness that enters my mind
Just beyond the horizon there is happiness for me

Set out on another journey
Surrounded by beauty both human and not
Travel to seek my heart which has no end
In silence the answers will come

In death answers will mean none
I place a flag for you in a far off land
An offering of Love never to be lost

Welcome all that is true
Invite your friends and enemies
For all that exist is of one kind
A simple trick for the mind
An answer for all with heart
Those that create beauty with art
Even they know nothing of truths compared
Happiness can only be real when shared

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No One? You guys smoke all this pot and get NO creative inspiration!? Not even someone posting some classic poetry?

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therer not high enough

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That was beautiful Wretched

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Them Toad Suckers

How about Them Toad Suckers,
Ain't they clods?
Sittin' there suckin'
Them green toady-frogs.

Suckin' them hop-toads,
Suckin' them chunkers,
Suckin' them leapy types,
Suckin' them plunkers.

Look at Them Toad Suckers,
Ain't they snappy?
Suckin' them bog-frogs
Sure makes'em happy.

Them huggermugger Toad Suckers,
Way down south,
Stickin' them sucky-toads
In they mouth.

How to be a Toad Sucker?
No way to duck it.
Gittchyself a toad,
Rare back and suck it!

Mason Williams 1964

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Incandescent orange blossoms over her face and recedes like sunset tide. Serpentine ringlets twist from the smoldering tip. When the light absorbs back the image of her face joins the kaleidoscopic spiral – fighting the undertow, they lose.
A star glides my way to hang in front of me. I cup my hands to cradle the glowing sphere. On my palm it rests and swells. Inside it red purple and blue breathe and pulse in liquid pearl. Too beautiful for any man, it stretches and lays to the earth. Faces spew from red digital lava; the Technicolor water fall evaporates to be redistributed and sewn again as seeds. Neither good nor evil they grow as blanks for us to shape: we will.
Rubbery static in my stomach boils out the combination to my origami mind; folding and creasing it decides a shape it cannot attain like starlings in flight.
Three dimensional static twists and knots into undulating serpentine ringlets. Incandescent orange recedes like sunset tide.

The Look Strephon kissed me in the spring,
Robin in the fall,
But Colin only looked at me
And never kissed at all.

Strephon's kiss was lost in jest,
Robin's lost in play,
But the kiss in Colin's eyes
Haunts me night and day.

-- Sara Teasdale

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K, here's the chorus to an idea I had a coupla weeks ago re:RIU theme song
For those who know, it's a 1-4-2-6 lazy country-ish boom chick-ta boom chick-ta type a twang thang. Just a working rhythm, lost interest when I didn't get 7 billion rep+'s for a LST pics thing I did. Still learning the RIU ropes, so to speak . . . anyway
a one and a two and a one, two, three and a "you're doing it all fuckin' wrong"

"Let's roll it up . . . we'll burn her down,
and twist anum-ber nother, brother,
then pass that bud around,
'cuz it's just like family . . .
with love,
and hate,
but then
(Pause)
We roll it up . . .
and it's all good, again"

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I'd giva ya everything I got . . . for little piece of mind

Weed is Green
Hash is Brown
So smoke some of each
And get rid of that frown.

I won a contest on here for this one, the prize was a digital ph pen, lol.

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Peace, Love & Weed

Thanks guys! I thought my thread died> Here's another:

Why I Can Not Remember My Childhood

Few things exist
When was the wonder lust
Chocolate chip cookies
Who am I to trust

I see this war on a playground
On the slide a kiss
Imagination alive
I remember how long I’ll miss this kiss

Your name my mind
I had an angel
I forgot who
Innocence was lost

I knew no other way
We cannot stay
I don’t know the reasons
I want to forget
I was always misunderstood
I want to remember my childhood

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