Forage Poems - Poems about Forage

...Somnolent truth waking with life, Lo, dawn breaks into light from dark, Birds welcome it from nearby park, The greyish sky gets red-blue rife, And when a tender green leaf sprouts, Which, I......Read the rest...

... Mama warthog decided it was time, To take her two piglets for a walk, She wanted to take them up a steep climb For it would make them strong, but first had a talk With her young ones, about m......Read the rest...

... Belladonnic poison seeps from your eyes, like an electric serum of Venusian alchemy, one that paralyzes my sense of pride. ......Read the rest...

...for you i am whatever you want me to be. i would morph myself into a butterfly if that's what you want. i would peel off this skin i already possess and sew on a new one. i would forage in t......Read the rest...

...A latticework of frozen sky sharply defines iced over arboreal statues, sleeping tree-figures now dressed in glittering white. The fields are sunken in chill mists, magpies forage through the ......Read the rest...

...forage porridge 11/20/23......Read the rest...

...The halfway-through looks back, turns to assess and evaluate, becomes self-aware of the nothingness of footprints. Every season the leaves bud and grow back, what point is there in keeping a j......Read the rest...

... I was born in May, my nest was in a hole of an old tree. Mother had made the nest warm and cozy with hair, fur, and dead leaves. I often wondered where she got the hair. I had seven siblin......Read the rest...

...Canadian Autumn Forests of old and new growth in constant turmoil Are held upright by root systems filtering the soil. Trees and saplings stretch upward in the wilderness To absorb the s......Read the rest...

...If By Byron Juno If women MUST die Then Atieno would die first If children were to forage Then Atieno's would forage forever If women were to walk necked Then Atieno's would walk throughout......Read the rest...

...(I) Baptism, the fountain where the Father's aqueous embrace wipes my slate clean (II) Conviction, a luminous crown elevated atop my dome, my compass through the labyrinth of creed (I......Read the rest...

...Can she who births a human flock, forget to give her newborn suck. Oh yes indeed! She may forget, and leave their basic needs unmet. To amnesia our minds are prone, As by wild winds our lives ......Read the rest...

...Oh, little chirpy squeaking squirrel I see you always dressed in grey apparel Swift as an arrow you can run Watching you scamper the tree is fun Is it when you are joyous and hale, That yo......Read the rest...

...Summer, amid green valley's highest peaks Through the woods air's sweet release carry on. Birds quiet among leaves still far withdrawn. Shade of carmine leaves bath in golden steaks. Labyrinth ......Read the rest...

...On a cool spring morning, by a clear mountain stream, an enchantress sat skywriting. Her arms danced at awkward, inhuman angles and as they did, her bracelets jangled a melody which the birds took......Read the rest...