September 18, 2023

3 word poem: High-happy-hungry

On my instagram, I ask my followers to describe in 3 words how they felt. And I turned some of these three words in to poems. Here's on about High-happy-hungry

Take a hit,

Exhale.

Smile.

Weird how they call us stoners,

But all I feel is weightless.

My mind gets high

And everything lifts:

My spirit,

The edges of my lips,

My mood,

The melodies. 

Everything but my shoulders.

Close your eyes,

Lay back, 

Enj…Wait.

What’s that rumbling?


maybe i can help :)

I am no life expert. In fact life throws me a lot of lemons. But I'm pretty good at making lemonade, being resilient and (I've been told) giving advice. So, if you need an outsider's perspective, I'm here! On love & relationships, on family issues, on work, on anything really. I'll give you my take and maybe (hopefully) it'll help. 100% anonymous of course.

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