Long Fungus Poems

“The True Mother”

What part of a heart
in another could one trust
when betrayal comes
like a silver bullet, words and deeds
sharp piercing to burrow 
bleed out Life’s dreams 
rust crumbles to dust

Virulent apathy spreads 
Betrayal’s destruction 
hand...

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"The Strange Case of F.T."



They say the dead don’t talk
the stories I have calculated
to deliver a saving grace 
confessional shared amongst 
my equal peers, or so I deem 
you somewhat sometimes seem,
less than me, you...

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The Lay of The Best Man - Part Five


Have you heard about the bespectacled man who wore his glasses to bed?
Because when he awoke mornings his dreams were all blurry in his head.
And what about...

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Yours truly embarks on wild goose chase after elusive pot of gold

alternately titled: incorrigible lottery dreamer
big plans to relocate self and spouse
to some tropical island paradise
by the dashboard light
(the above line credited
to musician named Meatloaf)
upon...

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foisted upon her was the merry go round crystal chandelier

it stuck in her beautiful mind like a beacon of flaming desire

of clouds fried by a cuckoo with an indestructible socket

her eyes wide upon pupils dilated...

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I have always wanted something wonderful out of life
But my mother said there is always a price
It has nothing to do with land, money or property 
Someone has always been there for me and I...

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Injustices, victimization,
oppression and other yucky events
of diverse varieties,
are like toe nail fungus:
1. both alarming and embarrassing
2. who knows where it came from
3. we would appreciate it if it would return
from wherever to whatever,
as long as...

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When the ocean’s calm and shiny it be joyous to behold
When the spyglass sights Port Royal there be good rum to be sold
When a pirate holds the spyglass and his ship be filled of gold
Might...

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A meadow for Autumn

Forest, I lay me down to rest
upon bed of moss.
 
Eternal sleep immediately overtakes me 
lichen kenning myself 
as Rip Van Winkle 
except being repurposed
as  oldest living species. 

With an estimated...

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CONTAMINATED PLANET

Coronavirus, well
If it's all like that ;
Well hell,
14 days, then 14 days  
never through.
Don't touch nothing or (anything).!
The cycle never done;
Oops, spray your shoes, 
leave um outdoors, in the sun.!

Uh-huh those Muslims were...

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dust had gathered on her many memories in outlines and heaps

had sheltered her from full on attacks of pain and self lacerations

the broom with razors attached right next to the end of the stick


inside lay...

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It's too hot and humid for September!
Even dust specks descending in the room's sunlight
are beads of sweat running down my sides.
I bring pencil, crossword and ice tea 
to this chair and table, these angled shutters,...

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I'm the topic of discussion, a lot of me is functioned
Off of the asumption that I've probably been punching
Things to harm by beating it, the gossip is percussion
But the anger pulls me in and I've...

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I've seen Sherlock Holmes and his sidekick Dr. Watson 
In a bar room near my dorm on one foggy afternoon
Dr. Watson was singing, Holmes was playing the bassoon 
When a loud voice was heard that...

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The Lord God Almighty directs;"Flocks of Birds with his "Knowledge of "Echo-Location". God has given man knowledge,and one of them is "Echo-Location knowledge. Knowledge itself comes from somewhere,and man wonders where.Birds of a feather do...

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These are some interesting shrooms that i have never picked: 

Bay bolete cap looks like brownish blood in color stipe is whitish brown mild flavour Edible 

Black trumpet looks like black sardacenia 
It’s edible.From its...

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Strophe
I
O mycorrhiza, natures inter net.
This inter net does keep all plants alive .
It beats out what our race has thought as yet.
 The natural world around it does thrive.
II
Trees struck by lightning ,finished by decay.
The...

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It’s a pleasure to walk out on a Winter’s day,
When the cold air bites, and deep snow’s here to stay!
To hear the wind howling through the bare trees,
Perhaps hear the sound of a chickadee sneeze!
But...

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When pilgrims first arrived upon Plymouth’s shores,
They were wary of Indian customs and things they didn’t know-
Suspect of the Indians having powers from the devil, and more,
The belief of witches inside their own colonies did...

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HOW CAN I PRETEND ? 
PART 2

Pretence is for those who 
round a corner with I did
read that book, she smiles
with her eyes, then escape 
to humour minds or waves  
agonising over shame 
or...

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I went to visit my friend, Frank
I shouted his name and to no response...
this was the first time in six months 
that I went to visit him....
he already depressed about losing his father
and having his...

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Poverty.
Hardship and suffering
all behind society's eyes
raised by the ghetto
slums cracked lights out
scavenges for life
its gone. 
The same face in all places
no father figures
can't support, gone
moms fiend for crack
the silent killer
hard to take, reality hurts
the youngest
nothing...

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When I was 19 I saw a dream of Jesus healing two women with Leprosy and since then I’ve seen impossible things made possible,
I’ve seen blind men climbing mount Everest,
I’ve seen men who had been...

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