AnXiety ~ Poem

AnXiety by Joe Reid Kirby III

Anxiety …

Why do you lie to me?

Making up these elaborate stories in my head …

If there was a such thing as a monster,

I’d be it …

And my preference would be on top of the bed …

If I was to die,

I’d already be dead,

So there’s no need to remind me of the anomalies which could occur …

Insuring my demise …

I’d much prefer for my untimely death to be a pleasant surprise …

By the way,

When I’m excited,

You’re not allowed to rise …

Why worry that I’ll lose what I’ve just gained?

Can I just enjoy my time with my prize?

No matter how brief …

There’s no need to grief,

The warrior sells,

It’s only the worrier that buys …

And I’m not buying it,

So stop trying it,

You master thief of truth …

Turning my mind against my body is simply a ploy,

My soul demands to see the proof …

If I am to stop treading on,

Atop this unfamiliar ground,

One thing I need you to understand anxiety,

Is that I hardly ever,

Practically never,

Need you creeping around …

Those grim memories you attempt to cage me in,

Isn’t somewhere I choose to live …

I’m here now …

Safe & happy,

With this present Love has chosen to give.

~ Joe Reid Kirby III 4/24/17

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Burst a Grape ~ Poem

Burst a Grape by Joe Reid Kirby III

Burst a grape,

Don’t whine about it,

Or become violent …

You have the right to remain silent …

Also, the right to speak …


The only place my tongue belongs,

Is on her,

Not hidden in my cheek …


This is strength you’re looking at,

My inner voice told me I lost the weak …

Unclog the mouth of anything,

& watch it annoyingly leak …


Allow that unadulterated voice to be heard as a child,

To witness it grow,

Like the rising slope of a mountain,

Without a limiting peak …


If it’s truth you seek,

Live amongst truth-sayers …

Those who could honestly,

Sometimes brutally …

Narrate your week.


~ Joe Reid Kirby III 4/23/17

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420 | Happy HIGH-liday

420 | Happy HIGH-liday by Joe Reid Kirby III


Happy HIGH-liday to all of the productive cannabis-crazed members of society!

If you’ve never toked-till-you-choked; got lit or blazed; and are not heavily-stoned most of your days, then you probably don’t know the meaning of 420. So, allow me to enlighten you on this subject: April 20th has become a sort of socially-accepted international holiday for cannabis consumers worldwide.


The code 420 is said to have been originally established by the hippie, counter-culture generation of San Rafael, California, in the early 70’s. The group most notably credited with coining the numerology of 420 are “The Waldos” — their usage of the number in 1971 currently predates all other claims and myths. Moreover, the marijuana magazine, High Times, took those 3 digits global in the early 90’s, after uncovering the true story of the Waldos.


Legend has it, that the Waldos — a team of 5 athletes at San Rafael High School — would meet up every day after school at 4:20 pm (the perfect time of which everyone was out of school, but the parents hadn’t gotten home from work yet) to smoke herb and search for a hidden cannabis crop within the forests of Point Reyes, with a Point Reyes Peninsula Coast Guard ‘treasure’ map in hand. The pot-pirates never actually found the buried treasure of green gold; instead, they discovered a new code-word (420) to freely exchange among fellow stoners, without the fear of teachers or parents finding out about their daily trips to Cloud 9.


After over 60 years of mudslinging propaganda-based campaigns, along with national marijuana prohibition, the United States are slowly beginning to unite for the use of this mystical plant. The first U.S. Government patent for hemp (#178) was filed in 1837. Source: The Antique Cannabis Book, Chapter 5 (2nd Edition) – Bulk & Home Brew Cannabis. In a 1988 lawsuit against the government’s prohibition of medical marijuana, Judge Francis Young of the Drug Enforcement Administration (DEA) stated: “Marijuana, in its natural form, is one of the safest therapeutically active substances known. In strict medical terms, marijuana is safer than many foods we commonly consume.” – Source: US Department of Justice, Drug Enforcement Administration, “In the Matter of Marijuana Rescheduling Petition,” [Docket #86-22], (September 6, 1988), p. 57.


U.S. Patent No. 6,630,507 was filed by the U.S. Government on February 2, 2001; stating that the cannabis sativa plant has been proven useful in treating certain neurodegenerative diseases, including: Alzheimer’s, Parkinson’s, HIV, and dementia. Cannabis has also proven its ability to provide excellent relief for those who suffer from cancer, AIDS, glaucoma, multiple sclerosis, chronic pain, arthritis, rheumatism, motion sickness, asthma, insomnia, anxiety, and depression. The SB420 bill of the California legislature approved California’s passing of the medical marijuana laws in 2003. The Colorado Amendment 64 — Article 18, section 16 of the Constitution of the State of Colorado — ballot was a successful popular initiative to amend the policies statewide for recreational use of cannabis for adults 21 and over. The commercial sale of cannabis in Colorado to the general public, through licensed establishments, began on January 1, 2014. A bill to limit the application of federal laws on users and distributors of marijuana (and ultimately put an end to marijuana prohibition), H.R. 1227 – 115th Congress, was introduced in the House of Representatives on February 27, 2017. Today, weed (despite its current overall legal status) is surely shedding its’ negative stigmas, as the positive facts of cannabis’ true nature is being uncovered by both the social and science communities.


With all of that being said, it’s about time we cease judging cannabis users and seek out true problems that crave our attention. One shouldn’t be forced to walk around with a scarlet letter because of their chosen non-destructive therapy. While others can legally/peacefully enjoy the benefits of much more detrimental substances like cigarettes and alcohol (which take well over half a million lives combined each year; compared to cannabis that has claimed none … ever) cannabis consumers have been asked to hide in the shadows and be ashamed of their natural way of life.


So today, this hit is for all of my creative cannabinoids out there … raise your blunt, bong, or joint to your lips (inhale the good shit, exhale the bullshit) … keep your head in the clouds and your feet on the grounds. Peace. LOVE. Understanding.

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The Flame ~ Love Poem

The Flame by Joe Reid Kirby III

Thumbs calloused and ashed from flicking the lighter,

There’s an art to its’ pull and hold,

Like any good relationship,

You can’t allow a comforting flame to go cold …

You don’t want to release her,

Look how her flame provides the heat,

Promised her heart and soul to keep,

Careful to not bring her into the sheets without good intentions,

She just may burn the house down,

She just may …

Good thing my voice blows away her brief dismay,

Even when she’s the hottest flame,

I can still take her breath away with mine …

Lips sprinkled with drops of half watermelon and lime,

Lit …

It’s about time,

She’s it …

Straight from the purple grapevine,

Admit …

You need her …

You could possibly survive without her,

But without her you couldn’t truly live …

Make a wholesome warm meal,

Light a heavily stuffed joint,

Just at the tippy tips though …

Don’t sacrifice it all to the flame,

Or it’ll burn,

You better learn …

Let her be,

Make a move when it’s your turn,

On a countdown from 3,

Listen to her,

For her sizzling sound reminds you,

That perfection can be found when both are willing to meet half way …

To find true.

~ Joe Reid Kirby III 4/8/17

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Laughs & Cries ~ Poem

Laughs & Cries by Joe Reid Kirby III

Burn yourself with the tip of the lighter,

After you’ve just lit your favorite thing to smoke,

Sing the same ten songs over & over again,

Sometimes they’re the only voice that brings hope …

I’ve never stolen anything from anybody in my adult life,

Unless those fries or lips of hers count …

I spend every damn dollar I earn,

No matter my banks account …

Swat the mosquitoes & dodge the bees,

Don’t get bit by no ticks & fleas,

The heart stops …

Deciding to live again,

When you sneeze,

The mouth reminds the mind to calm,

When you yawn,

To set the body at ease …

The screens steal our time with cries & laughs,

& we proudly pay it our attention,

That’s all we have left to spend …

Work my ass off at an overnight job that’s below my talents,

But …

When the car’s broke down & the rent’s past due,

Where’s the class that tells me what the hell to do?

The governments swallow the bail & tickets,

The church helps themselves to the tithes,

But how many financially-damned have they helped?

So many laughs & cries.

~ Joe Reid Kirby III 4/11/17

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BIRTHPLACE of PAIN | A Poet’s Poem + Visual

BIRTHPLACE of PAIN by Joe Reid Kirby III

Look at how many people can take pain …
Do you see that single mother working two 8 hour shifts a day?
Have you noticed that father who wants to be in his children’s life, but their mother makes it impossible?
How many tattoos have you seen today, from grieving souls & wanderlust spirits?
Your ears have yet to recognize the broken heart which wonderfully pumps out the words of your favorite song when you’re all alone …
The hungry tend to have voices much softer than the boisterous speech of the greedy,
Those whom have everything this world has to offer somehow need more than the needy …
Luckily, people in pain tend to find the pleasure in it …
The stroke of a needles’ solo act,
Pushing the pain out of your pores,
& you’re forced to face it nose to nose,
How strong are you without your clothes?
Hanging upside down by thin strings wrapped around your smallest toes,
Or lying under someone who reaps all of the pleasure,
Yet brings no rewards worth a measure …
Only more troubles …
Every year they’re ignored,
A little problem doubles,
Are you armed with your sword?
They say not to walk without it …
But I dare not use it on my brother,
To those whom act as sources of destruction:
I choose not to be another …
I honor human life,
Quality of life,
& most of all …
My mother.

~ Joe Reid Kirby III 4/9/17

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Saved by Joe Reid Kirby III

Upon a star and burning moon,

The myths they speak of doom and gloom,

Wished before our ending days,

No faith in humanities conscious phase,

Belief is believing,

Even if being lied to,

You couldn’t be saved,

Even if a Messiah tried to,

You are not drowning,

Nor are you asphyxiated,

You only need to be freed from yourself …

This is a duty within,

No one else can help.

~ Joe Reid Kirby III 3/29/17

Know? No.

Know? No. by Joe Reid Kirby III

You don’t know,

That you don’t know,

What you won’t know …

Are you the reader of minds?

Have you been here since the beginning of time?

Were you here …

Were you there …

Were you anywhere your information dares to dare?

Who taught you?

What you know …

Or do you even know?

Is this whole world so serious …

Or just one big comedic show?

Someone’s having a great laugh …

At the fact that we don’t know …

That we don’t know,

What we may never know.

~ Joe Reid Kirby III 10/3/16

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