Mushroom Poems - Poems about Mushroom

12 when I wrote this, from the perspective of a mushroom. My gills grasping at air, but the grass is not too far; My scales glimmering stupidly to shine through watered tar. And in the gaseous tarmac world, I shine here far too bright, And oh, the air, too stale if for my gills to get it right. I long...

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Once upon a magical evening an enchanted fairy I happened to see dressed in a fantastical dress with two dappled wings of lace, she shone like the midnight sun; I must confess, she looked rather whimsical sitting there by a green wooden door, waiting for your lore! As I sat upon...

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As an ancient food the lowly mushroom was highly prized as an ingredient, and for bringing an unwary enemy to his doom, it was a preferred expedient. ...

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Off the forest trails, where bushwhackers stray, Restless Mary ducked branches, left her screen that day. She was startled when a Horned owl flew A dragonfly landed on her sleeve; its color was blue. Braided ivy above made darkness at noon She tripped over a log, saw a glowing mushroom, It lit up her face,...

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Millions are bowing to a mushroom God who guides them down paths of pyrite and blackness Minds falsely expanding into an unexplainable universe with things mechanically terrifying and satiny glorious. Sprouting waxy wings, soaring into new unrealities searching-always searching for that elusive something. With the infinite textures of war and flavors of human suffering... who can blame them for at least trying. I...

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The colors of the flowers are vibrantly swaying The wind caresses them it seems with kisses, whispering sweet nothings inside cheery cores Daisy’s white pearly petals are speaking Yellow sepals smiling, too yellow! Spiky discs spinning peeking at me as I subtly study them Dance little flower dance so alive, I just want to hug and squeeze you until you...

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Have you ever seen a mushroom fairy ring? It is interesting to see how they grow in a complete circle. There are some myths and stories about the fairy ring. I thought I would write this poem. MUSHROOM-FAIRY RING Mysterious mushrooms - secret fairy ring, It's where the fairies gather, All together they dance and sing.. The...

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Once I passed by a road wearing a uniform like soldier it was kind of a day I could not remember later on when coming back home I found a mushroom and interpreted ...

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he is short, but cute, the pink-haired teenager said to me. I turned and looked and gave her a friendly tee-tee-hee. That is the mushroom stealer, I know this guy well. He stole all of the mushrooms from my Aunt Lucy Bell. The girl turned and said “I can give you some ‘shrooms”. The guy disappeared, with two weird sonic...

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Perry's Disinclination for Mushrooms A mushroom is not something new Inside some pasta or a stew. But, when it comes to feeding Perry, A mushroom is extraordinary! John's Surgery An eyeball must be a perfect sphere. If an imperfection should appear, A handy doctor, not ham-handed, Will use his head and have it sanded....

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In the cool of an autumn morning my father and his friend, Jimmy Kerin, would go mushroom picking in paddocks way out past the last suburban fence. I would tag along not to pick but feel the freedom of open land stretching as far as the eye could see and for the pleasure of the ride. I would sit in the back...

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Itchy Fingers? I don’t mind dying in a nuclear war. As long as it’s quick, not a lingering bore. It’ll give the elite a chance to see the cloud. Kill off the plebs in a crimson shroud. I know their fingers are itching. To press the oblivion button. See what happens, from Moscow to Sutton. and all the places in between, They’ll watch it...

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How would I find the Wizen Goo? Follow the colorful mushroom trail said Boo. But I have never seen it! She said, feeling blue. Some cannot, he admitted, I cannot help you. The mushroom trail was put in by the fey. In the middle of the forbidden forest so gray. Some cannot see it, they cannot find the way. The ones who...

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The little mushroom had never Been outside of her village Before but, one day She wondered out and Couldn't find her way back She saw a deer and asked For help and he did, he takes Her to a strange place and Tries to eat her but she runs Away as fast as she can but Stumbles and falls into the Arms of her parents They...

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Day of the dead mushroom tree Around and around skulls looked at me I feel their spirits have gone off to play And yet they still creep me out today Three skulls drawn on by a skilled hand I hear the remnants of a mariachi band. Day of the dead mushroom tree Do not send grim reaper after me....

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