Best Morels Poems

Maybe, if everyone behaves themselves,
If the snowpack is deep and thick around elm and maple,
And the tourists didn't stay away for lack of snow.
If the...

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My whole life waits, just this moment, the ink still

wet; for sunrise this clear May morning.

My shaman up already,
hair askance, dancing and trilling his flute
to...

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Out in the field is a bed of chicory,
down along the ditch, wild hydrangeas grow.
Dandelions in the yard are quite tasty,
so is the duckweed by...

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Kitchen counters alive; the vivid colors of red, green, purple and yellow glass jars. Your garden flourished.
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Pickled beets mingle boiled eggs; a pretty periwinkle purple.
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Yellow...

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Oh, the air’s a little fresher
When we feel that new spring breeze;
And the sun’s a little brighter
When the dogwood paints the trees.

And the redbud comes...

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A is for anchovies,salty little fishes.
B is for blueberries in muffins and sweet dishes.
C is for cabbage,so good for making slaw.
D is for dragonfruit,you can...

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I meander my way through the hills, noting the pretty violets.
Their daintiness delights me, so I sit, trying not to crush any.
An impossible task. While...

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Soft silk
chiffons bare legs crossed,
pressed white linen
hangs cornered over,
hiding black heels
vacated.

Candle flickers in soft sigh
as silver rimmed plates
are masterfully set
at right angles.

Aroma gently tantalizes,
stroking attentive...

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just bought three bananas from the corner bodega for a dollar
to send on his way the sweat of a kitchen the immigrant

ducks from hudson almost...

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A sure shot, he sets up a can, and digs his heels in the sand,
with feet spread, a hat on his head and gun in...

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Soft sands caress my feet, a comforting touch,
The waves crash ashore, in ways I love so much,
Washing my footprints away, leaving no trace.
The beach cleanses...

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Hey Hey Hey Hey

 
Come Listen to what I say.


Listen to my Cacophony of truths that burns even the roots of foundation.
From our Nations Heart...

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Dreams,

There you were again
in front of me, or was it behind
pressing in, I pressing back
no drifting off this time
we were still but still not still

I...

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The awakening

there are ways of speaking into a mental state
where others feel life as a general meaning
retrieving conceiving
others achieving
inadequate morels
urgency to generate concepts
general liaisons
ignore others...

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