People say I’m crazy doing what I’m doing,
Well they give me all kinds of warnings to save me from ruin,
When I say that I’m o.k. they look at me kind of strange,
Surely your not happy now you no longer play the game,
People say I’m lazy toking my life away,
Well they give me all kinds of advice designed to strengthen the light in me,
When I tell that I’m doing Fine watching smoke play on the wall,
Don’t you miss the big time girl you best get on the ball!
I’m just sitting here watching the stats go up and up,
They really love to read my words,
I tell them all the things the money hounds,
dont want the people to know,
People asking questions lost in confusion,
Well I warn them when i know of a problem,
Offering solutions,
Well they shake their heads and they look at me as if I’ve lost my mind,
I tell them there’s no hurry…
I’m just sitting here smokin kind,
Of Pain, poetry, and pot.” Is a collection of cannabis centered poetry in a neobeatnik style. It includes updated versions of Allen Ginsberg – Howls “howl” and “america”, along with an update on “to whom it may concern” by Adrian Mitchell , a cannabis parody of Rifleman’s Creed and many other poems that are all my own. I hope ya grab your free download while it is available and be sure to lend it to your friends (I have enabled book lending on this piece). The next day to download it for free is December 21
Of Pain, Poetry and Pot is a poetry book centered on pot written by cannabis activist and artist under the influence of cannabis , Breezy Kiefair. “Of Pain, poetry, and pot.” Is a collection of cannabis centered poetry in a neobeatnik style. It includes updated versions of Allen Ginsberg – Howl and “america”, along with an update on “to whom it may concern” by Adrian Mitchell , a cannabis parody of Rifleman’s Creed and many other poems that are all my own.
I just published a poetry book with amazon.com…..this is the book cover. It is called “Of Pain, Poetry and Pot”
Of Pin, Poetry and Pot cover
the electronic edition is still free for one more day folks! Please distribute the following link for people to get their free copy http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00FGF8WUY
“Of Pain, poetry, and pot.” Is a collection of cannabis centered poetry in a neobeatnik style. It includes updated versions of Allen Allen Ginsberg – Howls “howl” and “america”, along with an update on “to whom it may concern” by Adrian Mitchell , a cannabis parody of Rifleman’s Creed and many other poems that are all my own. I hope ya grab your free download while it is available and be sure to lend it to your friends (I have enabled book lending on this piece). Yes, I am aware of the odd format in the table of contents. I assure you that is semi-intentional. and please! Share these links around so the pot poetry can be read easily.
another link for the paperback http://www.amazon.com/dp/1492830399/ref=cm_sw_r_fa_dp_47gssb1B996P0K2N
This review is from: Of Pain, Poetry and Pot (Paperback)
This multi-talented artist and writer amazed me with her insightful and sometimes heartbreaking poetry. Her artwork is not only beautiful, but different from any I have seen. I have actually ordered several individual prints off her website to give as gifts this Christmas. I highly recommend this book.
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Would You Like To Pick Breezy’s Brain? This wonderful book is a chance to witness the creative process at work; author Breezy Kiefair (aka Breedheen O’Rilley) is the real deal, a gifted poet/journalist/activist on the forefront of the battle for medical marijuana patients’ rights and for truth in media. And speaking of truth, emotional truth is exactly what you’ll get here. Breezy isn’t afraid to take an open-eyed, unsparing look at society, at herself, at her illnesses, at the lies we tell ourselves and each other — and at the scintillating, breathtaking beauty which is more real and more powerful than all else. Highly recommended.
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To Whom It May Concern I was run over by the truth one day. Ever since the diagnosis I have been this way So burn my body with radiation Tell me lies about cancer.
Heard the alarm clock screaming with pain, Couldn’t find myself so I went back to sleep again So fill my veins with Chemo burn my body with radiation Tell me lies about cancer. Every time I shut my eyes, all I see is pain. Made a little ribbon to remember all the names So empty out my bank account fill my veins with chemo burn my body with radiation Tell me lies about cancer. I hear they are thinking surgery, hope it’s not my brains. They’re only gutting fishes for their own personal gain. So numb my brain with Morphine empty out my bank account fill my veins with chemo burn my body with radiation Tell me lies about cancer. Where were you at the time of the crime? Ripping up the Hippocratic oath, just to make a dime? So chain my Life with hopelessness numb my brain with Morphine empty out my bank account fill my veins with chemo burn my body with radiation Tell me lies about cancer
You put your doctors in, they take their conscience out, They take the human being and they twist it all about So take my world away chain my Life with hopelessness numb my brain with Morphine empty out my bank account fill my veins with chemo burn my body with radiation Tell me lies about cancer–
