I remember
when four-twenty
wasn’t just
a number
or a day
celebrated
once a year
inside a thick,
illegal haze of
smoky euphoria.
it was every day,
twice a day--
giggling inside
that “fire engine red”
hot-boxed-to-hell,
beat-to-shit,
Jeep Classic--
passing a
stained-glass bowl
or a sloppily-rolled
joint between sisters,
and basking in the
sweet, warm glow of
polluted bliss,
good times,
and even better
memories.
it just doesn’t
feel the same
anymore.
Author notes
The title and the "every day, twice a day" line (and the whole thing, really) comes from a time way back in the day when my sister and I would smoke to go to sleep, usually right around 4:20 AM, and then smoke again as soon as we both finished with school stuff, usually right around 4:20 PM. It was one of our little jokes.
I know this was open to anything drug related, but I kind of ran with the 4-20 thing, hope that's alright.
A contest entry
- 4:19... got a minute? by risewiththesmoke.
300 points, ended December 1, 2007, 15 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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I really love this and the way that you wrote it. The imagery is wonderful. I can really see and feel this piece. Great job sweetie.
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this is amazing. I approve entirely.
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this is great, i love the flow and the simple feel to it. thanks for entering


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Dude, your take on the prompt was great. And so was your poem.


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i really enjoyed this a lot.
=DDDDDDD
great job!
it was every day,
twice a day--
giggling inside
that “fire engine red”
hot-boxed-to-hell,
beat-to-shit,
Jeep Classic--
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I love this...the writing style is perfect for the topic...and its just nice and choppy but very powerful
good luck..even though I see you won't need any...
Laters


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This was great. A poem about all the simple things I found so beautiful. It was a rare treat for me to catch both the a.m. AND the p.m. on the same day, but those days...


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oh lady...
I just love you.
"and basking in the
sweet, warm glow of
polluted bliss,"
lovely lines.

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this is good, woman. i think you have a clear winner for this one. good luck, any way


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four-twenty is also hitler's birthday. odd coincidence. thank you for sharing this well written write with me and i wish you the best of luck in this contest that we both have entered. viyanna rosemarie








