WINNERS ANNOUNCED!! Partagas for Poets Week

[DaBoot]

As I look down at the clock,

its just past 5 o’clock,

so I’m waiting for the thread to appear 

my e-mail pre typed for my dear

 push refresh still I see

24:24 Tuesday it be

 sir winnies are up

i push send with a thump 

I was quick today

di sends a reply 

another day I’ll have to try

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[FatPete]

These are strange times, its true,
We try our best to struggle through,

Longing to travel, still can't go far

The only comfort is to have a cigar.

[Deeg]

There was a cigar from Havana

whose roller had eyes like my Nana

I won’t say it looked funny,

but I tell you what, Honey

It curved just like my banana

[MrBirdman]

And I just burned my powder with “Ode to a Dropped Cigar” ? (15 likes btw!)- alas, perhaps inspiration will strike again  

 

[Ash Bridges]

Well it looks like my Robert Frost knock-off didn’t land, so let’s try Biggie.

Yeah, this poem is dedicated
To all the US-based B&Ms that can’t sell me nothin 
To all the people who live in the house I’m smoking in front of
Made me freeze my ass off just trying to have a Petit Corona in the dead of winter
and all the cigars from Havana
You know what I'm sayin'? It's all good, baby baby.

It was all a dream, I used to read Aficianado magazine
LFD and Tatuaje took up my humi-scene
Hangin' bands on my wall
Every Saturday, massive ring gauge NC with a way-too-open draw
I hit my smoke shop, feelin’ like I’m on top
Smokin’ Oliva V, sippin on Johnny Walk
Way back, when I had the Melanio stack
Figurado cap to match.
Remember Le Bijou? Uh huh, uh huh,
I never thought Castro could make a better cigar.
Now I smoke a prime light ‘cause I buy right
Before I get paid, shell out for the 898
A born winner, great before or after dinner
Remember when I used to smoke Fuentes? Beginner.
Peace to CAO, CLE, Rocky P
Nicaraguan Romeo, Dominican Monte
I'm smokin’ up like you thought I should
Check the humi, all Cuban, all full,
It’s all good.
And if you don’t know, now you know cigars.

You know very well
“You have yourself a box”
Don't let embargoes drown
Out good cigars
You had a few
But not that many
But now you found the source
To stock up good and plenty

I made the change from a common leaf
To up close and personal with Serie D
And I'm far from cheap
I smoke Winnies with my peeps all day
Spread love, it's the Club Czar way.
The Cubay, Havana Club keep me pissy
Canadians used to diss me
Now they pay taxes while I’m VAT free
I never thought it could happen, this Cuban stuff
I was too used to smokin’ crappy stuff
Now Bolis stay close like butter on toast
Stocked herfador with me up and down the East Coast
Cohiba in Queens, QDO for weeks
Sold-out LEs, vintage and antique
And I buy without fear
Hide the credit card so my wife don’t hear
Lunches, brunches, stogies by the pool
Considered a fool, but my smokes make your mouth drool
Stereotypes of a leaf brother misunderstood
And it's still all good
And if you don't know, now you know cigars

You know very well
“You have yourself a box”
Don't let embargoes drown
Out good cigars
You had a few
But not that many
But now you found the source
To stock up good and plenty

Cohiba Robusto, Cohiba Genios
When I was dead broke, man, I couldn't picture this
Punch Lonsdale, Asian Pacific RE 
Got two boxes, it’s just more for me
FOH bill about two G's flat
No need to worry, my accountant don't know that
And my whole crew is loungin'
Celebratin' every day, no more celly housin’ 
Thinkin' back on my one-box shack
Now my dad smokes Diplomat, number 2, from the stack
And he loves to take me out on the course
Early tee time, lightin’ up right before
We used to fuss when CA’s No 1 missed us
No stock, can’t get the Quattro, disgust
List days was the worst days
Now we smoke Gran Reserva on our birthdays
Uh, damn right, I like the life I live
'Cause I went from Cuban seed to Cuban grown
And it's all good
And if you don't know, now you know cigars

You know very well
“You have yourself a box”
Don't let embargoes drown
Out good cigars
You had a few
But not that many
But now you found the source
To stock up good and plenty

 

[Bijan]

1 hour ago, MrBirdman said:

And I just burned my powder with “Ode to a Dropped Cigar” ? (15 likes btw!)- alas, perhaps inspiration will strike again  

 

Post it here anyways. I don't see any rules against it. It probably inspired/started this whole thing.

[Upgrayedd]

Spark of a lighter

Curls of smoke rise like the sun

Ah, tranquility

[SirVantes]

Drift Away

It is light.

Lighter than this air,

This modern miasma

It rises above.

Through our barred windows,

Past the windows of our shuttered bars,

Beyond the throng of our emptied streets,

Above the silence of the lambs

And the baying of pigs.

And I drift away.

 

 

[kalibratecuba]

The gate is locked

Can't push through

Jinn clouds from morning 

Cigar smoke

With coffee 

Loosens the seal

Morning birds sing

These pipes

Are clean!



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[MrBirdman]

Hoping my likes from the original post will count but regardless here is a redux of...

Ode to a Dropped Cigar

So now the hour does arrive
A time smoke, to feel alive
Thus on your body my eyes set
Their greed belies imm’nent regret

Your head I snip
Move to my lip
Lacking good grip
I let you slip

That hurdling horror ‘for my eyes
Ensures an end filled with my cries
What once was smooth is now full split
My afternoon even more $h1t
With only one way to recover
Buck up my son, and grab another!
 

-Birdman

[Taco]

I wait in order to enjoy

The mailman comes, Will it be hoy?

he passes along with nothing in hand

itll be another day, gray and bland

wait! What is this? As I open the door.

a box waits, i grab to explore

Where could it be from I immediately wondered

It was beautifully postmarked from the land down under

end
 

 

 

[Bill Hayes]

No need for clocks, the cicadas know it's time

A scotch, a gin, what a mood you're in

Perhaps a rum and lime

With palate wet and a day to forget

your thoughts drift afar

to hints of leather in balmy weather

your friend, the Partagas cigar

[djrey]

My fine cigars, you inspire me to write.

How I love the way you smolder and burn,

invading my mind day and though the night,

Always dreaming about the experience in yearn.

 

Let me compare you to a contender?

You are more vicious, delicious and soft.

Light winds shake the leafage of September,

And the smoke has begun to loft.

 

Now I must away with an aloft heart,

Remember my dull words whilst we're apart. 

[bmf30180]

Partagas, with your subtle spice,

Better than those at twice the price.

Other sell more, and cause undue mania,

But I, for one, desire Lusitania.

[GavLew79]

My cigars they hail from Havana,

And smoke in a wonderful manner,

Equipped with my lighter, life couldn't be brighter,

By God, I swear it's like manna!

[Zaxeiler]

A time honored tradition from family to year,
A close knit community we hold so dear,
A glimpse of vacation, a mental respiration...

...Smell, cut, light, inhale,

Ash, inhale, repeat...

For nights when life has got you down,

For trips when when stress can not be found,

A wonderful celebration, idle hands in search of application...

...Smell, cut, light, inhale,

Ash, inhale, repeat...

 

Whether Monte, Party, or PLPC,

Cohiba, Upmann, Romeo & Juliet with an ‘y’,

Fresh and green with frustration, or beautiful aged temptation...

...Smell, cut, light, inhale,

Ash, inhale, repeat...
 

To our friends at the apt named FOH,

Who support, cater, commiserate

Without you we’re lost, cheers to Di, Moe, Ken, and the boss... We hope you get to...

...Smell, cut, light, inhale,

Ash, inhale, repeat...

[Connoisseur Kim]

Dear Lovely La Gloria Cubana Medaille d'Or No. 4

My signifcant other; my love; my glittering moonlight.
My everything; my dearest; my La Gloria Cubana, the queen of beauty.

My life; my paradise that I live for; my Earl Grey flowing in heaven's river.
My spring; my delight; my meaning of day; my beloved, the painting deeply carved in my heart; my smiling rose.

My source of happiness; my sweetness in me; my jovial feast; my gleaming light; my eternal flame.
My honey; my citrus; my orange; my glow in the bedchamber and night.

My fruits; my gem; my treasure; my only safe haven in this world.
My Saint Habanos; my reason for existence; lady of Cuba in my soul.

My La Habana; My Partido; My vegueros and fincas of Pinar del Río.
My La Casa del Habano and Habanos Specialist; my Cohiba Atmosphere and local cigar lounge.

My heart-pounding lover with sheeny appearance; long and slender frame; elegant aroma.
Thou wilt be the reason, even if I die; save me, O my gorgeous Slim Panetela.⠀

I keep praising thee and singing at thy door.
I, passionate leman with fluterring mind and joyful tears from endearment, am happy.

[Cheryl G.]

There once was a cigar called Leafy.

He was quite lean and smelled sweetly.

When he was lit, I said oh shit!

That was my last one and I'm bummed.

 

[Goodfortune]

On 8/29/2020 at 10:36 AM, Ash Bridges said:

 so let’s try Biggie.

 

 

Absolutely fantastic! I was reading the poem with the tune of “Juicy” playing in my head. Well done sir! 

[BigGuns]

On 8/29/2020 at 10:36 AM, Ash Bridges said:

 let’s try Biggie.

 

 

Shut it down. 

[joeruby]

“I’m SPARTACUS”..

A man must accept his fate, and he must never hesitate, 

There has alway been a choice,
but I never ever, have them moist,

65 percent humidity, gives them real validity, 

Smell the aroma, clip the end, you will never be the same again,

Light one up and you will see, the truth will always set you free..

“I’m PARTAGAS”..

[MoeFOH]

Fantastic thread and response! 

The winners are:

Most Likes: @Deeg

Draw:

@LLC

@Fuzz

@Ash Bridges

@MrBirdman

Congrats!! 

Please PM your details (name, address, and email) to me @MoeFOH and we'll arrange dispatch of your prize. 

Thanks to all who participated! 

[Deeg]

Uwah! My first ever E2s - what a fantastic contest. Thanks to Prez and everyone at FoH, and all the poets who participated.

 

Burst of rich leather,

Beguiled by paprika 

Such is Partagas

[Ash Bridges]

Wow, that's awesome! Thanks FOH Team!

[Bijan]

Congrats to all the winners.

Glad @MrBirdman won even though the likes from his original Ode to a Dropped Cigar didn't count.