Best Poison Oak Poems

I've passed it by, so many times before
While traveling this twisted asphalt highway
That weathered sign, nailed, so crudely fashioned
To peeling bark, upon the yoke 
Of one ancient, gnarled and battered cottonwood tree 

It marks a fork of the old backwood road
Where gravel branches, bends and...

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Cupid spotted me 
From quite far away 
A round little fellow
Boisterous unfettered sway
Upon his head 
A crown of poison oak
A simple dress of 
Toga and a cloak
His arrows were 
A putrid green
Quite unlike the 
Stories and photos I had seen
He fitted an arrow 
To his...

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Witch Hazel

There once was a witch named Hazel
Mistook poison oak for sweet basil
She finally conceded
New glasses, she needed,
For Halloween spells reappraisal...

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Summer boulder-boots wear my thoughts
Thoughts warmed by winter coat maligned in poison oak
With an indelicate left-breast
Pocket inscription stating the obvious
 “Boys Don’t Cry” 
(Simply put and rich in depth, obviously) 
All together, together all.  
All together one we go
Neurotically traipsing unreceptive asphalt

Summer boulder-boots wear...

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The whhhhiind wound it’s wicked way through the snarl of  broken skeleton like branches. In what was left of the dredges of dusky light it tore past the ancient rotting knot holes  protruding from the bristling bark of Grandfather Oaks, creating a whistling,...

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World Naked Gardening Day 
 
What’s this world coming to
I read it just today
They’re promoting naked gardening
On the 14th day of May
It started back in 05
But has spread around the world
It’s all about the great outdoors
And doing it unfurled
It celebrates the weeding
Planting flowers in the...

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We've passed it by........so many times 
Along this twisted........ asphalt highway
A sign that's nailed,....... so crudely fashioned
       To peeling bark.......upon the yoke of gnarled, old cottonwood tree.
It marks a fork of the ....backwood road     ...

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mountain top 
i feel the lack of oxygen
stiller than a mannequin
atmosphere a reading lens
the smell of my heating skin
I can dodge the poison oak
jumped off the tallest rock
look into the heart of pools
almost heard the meadow talk
the silence speaks
language of the higher plane
echoes from a...

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You came back, demand rent of my heart
act like it was nothing, again we can just restart.

You don’t hear a single word I say
even when I have nothing left to give away.

My broken bones beg for mending
for they know just what you are intending.

You’re leaving...

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[To the editor of the classified section:
please run the following in the Events Section each week]


Symposia, symposia, symposia now every week
We’ll hold them every Saturday in the new lot by Ocean Way
There will be experts every day on everything from Z to A
For anything that...

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Green, green, 
snarkly,  crinkly leaf, 
scrub oak green.

Green, green, 
sloppy stuff hanging from
a duck's bill green.

Green, green, 
jump the fence by the
No Trespassing sign into
a field of green.

Green, green, 
up to your ankles in mud
hidden by green.

Green, green, 
don't forget about 
poison oak green.

Green,...

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In the tangle of wood
Delighted by the scent of earth rich warmth
Of forest floor fusion
The carpet of needles dance with the rhythm of your step
And lead you to its tranquility

Its crisp crackle permeates the air
With the timeless recital of fragrant decay
The seasonal bliss of showering...

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This is a story, I'm not fond to recall
One decade ago, when my daughter was small
She was too young for Girl Scouts,..so instead, joined a troop
Of young "Brownie" fledglings...there were ten in her group

They needed a leader, ...so I stepped up in command !
Like a...

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I fed the wild red cardinals
A special mix of seeds
They dropped them in my herb garden  
Which now grows mostly weeds

Like bramble briars and poison
Oak with deadly effects
Upon the gardener's allergic skin
Which now is itchy specked

I have been trying to do a little care...

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There are many road maps
As they are called these days
Today everyone has a road map
Under their dream pillow
It makes you sleep more relaxed
And you always wake up refreshed
Give peace a chance
Only violent people need a rest
Killing was always a reasonable option
Who washed the blood
Off the...

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