Ho ho ho! Cannabis Poems Update Winter Edition

Happy new year y’al, canna fams! Find the fresh Growing Tricks below in this page, scroll it down, and here is also the Epic-Poetic update into our beautiful marijuana cultural collection. This is totally an expression of the holiday mood, and the obvious influence of the holiday buds becoming more and more legal around USA (we congratulate Illinois, new law in effect since 1st of January) and all around the world following the American lead.

Enjoy your stuff and enjoy the poetry

THE LIGHTER (cannabis poem, by Angrybud.com, 2020)

María Juana your charms make inspire,

And capture my soul with care tho higher,

But ah!
Can’t imagine how stupid was me:

Don’t know where’s the LIGHTER, but know where are we.

And another very special one, and a very seasonal piece, for the roaring winter yet the frosty nugs! when many growers in the Northern Hemisphere, in Europe and USA, those enjoying outdoor growing another half a year, are now forced to hide the plants into tents under the artificial sun shine, that is indoors!

INDOORS (cannabis poem, by Angrybud.com, 2020)

When braving angry winter storms,

The grow tent we raise,

Far in the shade my Gem will spend

Her first 12 hour night,

Away from eyes Eternal Light

Shall warm her body then,

The tyrant Death shall cut her roots,

When Amber says: she’s well.

Yass, the dope was good, so was NY celebration! All best to y’al canna folks!

For the indoor growing here is a present from Canna Santa, no words, all is clear. That is how to optimize the space issue for indoor weed growing, to let your baby grow well in a lower tent —

Reduce the height of cannabis plant to fit a grow tent (Easy Engineereing Solution)

No words, watch the pictures from the cannabis community in twitter: very special thanks to Tim19901030 for the solution demonstrated. It’s genious! We call it “Engineering solution”. Easy!

How to reduce the height of cannabis plant to fit a lower grow tent easy solution - indoor growing tricks
How to reduce height of cannabis plant to fit the grow tent – Easy solution

Reduce the height of cannabis plant to fit a grow tent (Beautiful Artistic Solution)

Feel it’s not enough? Want more art than Engineering? Okay! Here we go another solution — only look at it, it’s dope! and so artistic, and we call it “Artistic solution”! Suggested by the Coffeeshop_Guru. Only fantasy may limit the shape of such, hahaha!

How to reduce the height of cannabis plant to fit a lower grow tent easy solution - indoor growing tricks
How to reduce height of cannabis plant to fit the grow tent – Artistic solution

Robert Burns’ Heritage To Touch The Cannabis Culture

The Scottish Bard, he often claimed himself, the patriotic artist of Romantic Epoch — What if Robert Burns were smoking cannabis, rather than drinking? Heh! What if his famous poem praising Scotch Whisky were about the green fairy Mary Jane, the HERB?

That got the editors here at Angrybud.com thinking about how to “copy” the old English ballad “John Barleycorn”, once collected by Robert Burns in 1782, where the imaginary suffering of a personified barley crop was used to describe the process of the grain being cultivated and harvested, “tortured” in the mill, and… in the end of the hard way becoming the world’s best alcoholic drink, that brings joy to so many of our taste buds. That’s Whisky! Mmm! Yummi!

So we reached out to a poet to breath some new life into the more than 230-years-old masterpiece of Robert Burns, instead illustrating the life cycle of the cannabis seed which is surviving the modern growing technology to become one day a WEED we all love. And of course it’s a she, the Mary Jane, the female cannabis plant. Well now, sit back, relax and take a look at the entertaining work-of-art, herein:

Cannabis Poem “Mary Jane”

Brendon J. O-Brien has created this MARY JANE Marijuana Poem exclusively for Angrybud.com

by Brendon J. O’Brien, (c) for Angrybud.com

When Mary Jane had come of age,
Those ‘round her began to creep.
They plotted then to break her down
For some parts they would keep.

They looked upon her cautiously
Saw her grow dark in sun.
When sweat did glisten to their eyes
They knew their wait was done.

They waited for the very time
That Mary seemed mature.
They grabbed her in the open field,
Held lightly but made sure.

They checked her well and were convinced
That Mary Jane had grown,
Was strong and sweet and swollen enough
For them to call their own

Before poor Mary Jane could move
They broke off every limb
When that was done, they dragged her down
To a place much more grim.

Those men, they hung her bottom-up,
They left her there for days,
In the dry dark, till she might crack,
Till Mary’s light did fade.

They took her down, they pulled her close,
Took blade from head to shin
To cut whatever blemish clean,
Leave only Mary’s skin.

And from her skin came many things
When boiled and kept as drips,
Or ground up fine, and wrapped up tight,
And lit to someone’s lips.

Some men would use the girl’s remains
To hear some divine word.
Some others still took of her skin
Till awareness gleefully blurred.

Some look upon the men
Who did these things will such despair.
No one should use poor Mary’s body
Those people would declare

But some need Mary’s body
For much more urgent gain;
To calm their addled minds a while
Or free them from their pain.

From Mary’s sacrifice
Some people do regain control
From illnesses stealing bodies
Or addictions claiming souls.

Some say what happened to the girl
Is vicious, inhumane.
But there are lives so surely changed
By the body of Mary Jane.

Created for our website by the talented poet from Trinidad and Tobago, West Indies, a tropical paradise islands lying in the Caribbean. Exclusively for angrybud.com