Moss Poems

Green Moss

look out, the saint has swung a gun,
Good-bye this boy and his baby blues.
The tide's not green but red wide
& innocence has grown green moss.
Tomorrow was a whisper to sorrow,
and a humming-bird flaps to these words.
Frequently the heard of the crickets,
scraping your chest is your locket.

Spanish moss

strands of silver green
Spanish moss draping from trees
swaying in the breeze

Rare Moss Agate

so rare moss agate
amazing natural view 
precious neat gemstone
so cool I see cute landscape
scene with trees very lovely

Moss

Moss

On Sundays I make myself familiar with 
the moss on 
the oaf of 
rocks adjacent to 
the driveway on 
the west side of 
the house. 
They’re always keen to know if 
I prefer the last letters or 
do I prefer the 
first or
the middle that form a 
word or 
a 
proverb. 
Too they’re keen to

verdant moss

cushy curly moss
unusually verdant
glaring with color

Steal Away

Let us steal away to meet beneath the pines
Among the moss and lichen we will find
Two bodies set aflame with souls entwined
Coals smolder in your heart and you are mine

Let us steal away to meet beside the shore
Among the dunes and beach grass we’ll explore
Two bodies that have scorched this sand before
Waves break upon my

Moss

HER FEET IS SMOTHERED BY MOSS,
HER ARMS SPROUTING MUSHROOMS,
HER LEAFY FINGERS,
HER IMPOTENT EYES,
HER HAIR HOUSES NESTLINGS,
FROZEN BRAIN WITH REBUFFED THOUGHTS,
FAINT HEARTED,
HER LIPS READ EULOGY OF HER PAST LIFE,
HER NOSTRILS BREATHE DRY ICE,
HER CHEST HOLDS DRIED UP ESSENCE OF LIFE,
SHE STANDS PLANTED IN AN UNIFORMED GARDEN,
WITH THE GARDENER ONLY FOCUSING TO REST UNDER HER SHADE,
BOTHERLESS OF

Blood and Moss

Good Friday night, and haunted by the cross 
The body in the darkness sends the mind
To go out searching for him. Blood and moss
The crown of thorns around his head defined
By lightning striking sudden through the rain -
The mind goes down to town, the Market Place
The Brittox, St. John's churchyard, Morris Lane 
No sign of

Springtime in Moss Bank Park

Minding as we step,
counting crocuses we walk,
taking snowdrop stops,
sharing with the afternoon,
joys of two boys now it's spring.

No moss on the steady stone

When you have lost a gem of priceless worth,
Do not mourn long, what you can't restore;
For in the sky a new star has its birth,
And in the earth more treasures wait to explore.

When you have soared above the highest peak,
Don't swell with pride, your splendid leap;
For in the dark a hidden trap may sneak,
And, in

Wild Green Moss Part Two

Moss
wild green 
top soil hue 
in garden shade
sprouts 

Lawn
feast of
mint colour 
lifts spirit each
day

Grass
tilts in
spicy gust
one’s nose a spring
host

Scenes
abound 
when children
dance on trim lush 
patch

Violets and Moss House Six Faeries and An Elf

illumination is brought to the forest shelf
the oaks commit to another year of life
violets and moss house six faeries and an elf

father sky pines for the day he takes a wife
wondering about mother nature’s ways
the oaks commit to another year of life

the roots of the oaks await a knowing phase
where clairsentience will give them a

Forest Moss

ancient forest moss
camouflage fairy fungai ~
toadstool paradise

Cheers Emmanuel Amos of Okpo

Cheers! Emmanuel Amos:
A Fast Gathering Moss!
No more a Rolling Stone.
The magic wrought alone…

Now, nice strong. houses builds:
Vibrated blocks for them wields
All Strong Generators
Withstand Incinerators…

Amos I’d taught in Okpo
A World I’d sought her succour:
From a tough part of the clan;
She could go to war no plan’
I would never forget Amaiyi:
Sounds much like Poet Niyi.

Four years it

Moss

The years have not mildewed
for my moss is deep and soft,
it is a fine as baby hair
as thick as an uncut meadow.

Somewhere there are lands I have plowed
over and over,
beneath which are the fragments
of chalky skeletons,
the remains of scant harvests.

Time accumulates a life,
caves and cave-ins layer atop each other,
and above it all
the moss flourishes
to cover

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