Best Mush Poems

You cut me out of your life
I’ll butcher you out of mine
Chop chop chop chop
There go the memories
The images
With one fell swoop
I've decapitated your smile

CHOP CHOP CHOP CHOP
There go the words
Torn away like extra slabs of fat

Oh…yes, there go the juicy chunks of 
sentiment
I had...

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Folks who know me are aware that I seldom write romantic mush.
Such saccharine verse is alien to me and causes me to blush!
But just this once I'll paraphrase some verse upon which you may muse.
Perhaps it'll arouse your curiosity, but as to its source I'll...

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Trying to write sillies but love words keep popping
My brain's turning to mush, my love is non stopping
Life's a big blast
What more could I ask
Than feeling true love with a sweet cherry topping

awwwwww...

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Mush and Bush are bosom friends
Former borrows, latter lends
Bush-Mush, Mush-Bush
The alliance, awkward and abstruse -
To everyone
The pair both confuse and amuse
The former stalwart, latter a dwarf
Former tickles, latter laughs

Bushy with Mushy flirts and blurts:
“I dump my dollar in dictator’s dustbin
He is military ruler, my king-pin
For...

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Sunshine flowers fairies residency established nifty pixies paradoxically complexed; termed nocturnal.
Gnomes way my magic mushroom.
In my magic garden,
You see.
Fairies coloring gnomes playing hide-n-go-seek—Why I wicker baskets lined organic paper sheathe. 
Basking sunshine only stones throw away from mush made verdure.  
Mushrooms of dark purple...

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Mush-mellows and Cream

Sweet cream and butter, 
sugar, milk and eggs, 
the treat to eat, 
and no one knows, 
the secret. 

“Mush” is a funny plant, 
It flowers in strange places. 
Where hearts cry, birds lie, 
and the truth, 
is well known. 

Not everyone has been,...

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In a quieten hidden corner

In a dark and danken room

Where mushrooms alone 
we're meant to grow

An ugly duckling

Swanned


And out of the fog and wetting mist

A solitary flower one day did grow


And bring to bare

A shrinking violet

Placing 1st in the county show


And grew on to be...

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within without and all about
the chickens went insane
the humans squabbled bout the drought...
yet it was so amusing

theirin they're out without a doubt
plain turkeys ran for cover
old mabel sploshed the beans about
and cast them on the table
enough of thought abusing....

online musing mush.....Don Johnson...

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I like Bacon and eggs and lightly buttered, lightly toasted jelly toast,
 They cook it all at a restaurant down the road I like eggs about the most,
 
I like the way they cook the sausage patties they come out really nice,
 I like the...

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the writes a...scribble
bent folded...mutilated
reading means what...how

the words read...go fish
it's all in your head...concerned
worries are just...bait

a trap for...yourself
how then to expect...to see
mutations...within 

responding's...response
to genetics...programming
basics...survival

everyone...follows
till an ending's within...sight
or sound...a music

that makes perfect...sense
a logics scale scent...again
step toward...beyond


stan sand...

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If your love songs are not meant for me
I cannot read them, I must let them be
Because when I read and imagine my part
Your words, your words, they tug at my heart...

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Another Horn Haiku

president who lies 
will be much to our surprise
when he should be wise

Jim Horn...

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It was once but yet it was twice I open up my mind my spirits heart and I realize too much is never not enough oh Lord God I love you
You're my heart and my breath you're my only innocence your grace abounds your arms...

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Love story in 25 words
By Moonbeam 

Note: This is not a poem by WinkofHeart (aka Brett Somers) 
I'm posting this poem for a friend of mine, Marianne Walther aka Moonbeam to help her share her voice with the world.  Please comment on this poem...

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It is an impressive break up.
The maestro conducts a symphony that
crushes eardrums with locomotive rumbling, 
thumping, bumping, and dumping 
of large chunks of cracking, crackling 
crystalline ice pushing down river.

	Hundreds of tons of ice come together –
		hopefully without devastation. 

It is an environment of change.
In...

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