Mental illness and medical marijuana: "I tried it once / And decided to try again every day"
Up in the Trunks of Elephants
Smuggled up in the trunks of elephants
And over the smoky mountains far away
Then all the way to me: I tried it once
And decided to try again every day
I enjoy a coffee in the morning
(Unless I hear of a new cancer warning
Of course) and keep a constant pot of tea
But what has helped most in times of trouble
Is the universal herbal remedy
Prescribed and administered respectfully
Medical marijuana: a constant pot
Blooming beautiful buds of the cannabis kind
To adjust attitudes altitudinally
It keeps me from going out of my mind
Releasing what I forgot to memory
While expanding my consciousness to double
Whatever it was before I forgot
Snuggled up in the trunks of elephants
Where mother ganja rocks me to be free
boom - the trunks of elephants? i didnt know that! That's funny! tea is much healthier than smoke, especially for the gut and throat- mostly, what is here is classic Euroshit, half horse tranquilliser, so id rather not! Enjoyed the read Steven - going out to look for an elephant now...(UPDATE: :Oo i´ve been worried about the elephants since reading this poem of yours!!!!! does it hurt them? hmph...i like elephants a lot, see!:)
Robin Ouzman Hislop's poetry is certainly in dialogue with some of the key architects of the 'poetics of indeterminacy' – both the Modernist strands represented by the likes of Beckett and Stein, and the postmodernist strands represented, initially,
If you tend to believe romantic, passionate, masculine poetry is a thing of past eras, read "She Intrigues Me," and be swept away in the beautiful craft of a contemporary poet of love.
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You make us travel far and within with your last two lines.
Axilea
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.