Mushrooms Poems - Poems about Mushrooms

The morning was dark and misty venturing out before the throng weaving between oak and elder the path I took was long I stumbled on a clearing and fell down upon my knees it was there I started digging through discarded wood and leaves burrowing through the top soil breaking deeper in the dirt my fingers and palms wore earth stains nails had worked to earn...

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To be truly, fully present Of consciousness and answering why we are here, These studies are a promising field of research Yet by powerful backlash research has halted For severe depression and PTSD Universities use micro-doses of psylocibin Derived from mushrooms It lowers stress and doesn’t cause hallucinations Follow up studies show dramatic improvement of conditions not previously responsive to conventional medications and therapies This chemical is still widely...

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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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The forest digests rot and decay, where mushrooms gladly grow...

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Afternoon ember flare coddles forest Nodule noses, from dark bark eyes sap drips Naked soldiers, Summer’s subside promised Farewell foliage, spun fairy floss gossip News spew swept...

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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 Net enacts signs to the biosphere Mycorrhiza knows and does save the day. The Net does save the ecosphere is...

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A world arises as dryad clusters of interlaced oysteruos flair umbrellas fairies from sunburst orb piercing rays. Vast umbra fae churn soil into a sea of plush fungi filigree in midst fields blanketed with lush evergreen forestry. Highland's spore-bearing rush wild, elevating charm. The gloaming illumination, an alternate universe climaxes as Jinns grant wishes...

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Before: When no middle ground can be found amid rifts They’ll send in a few unsolicited gifts The east and the west shall politely decline each incoming gift with a two fingered sign It’s ‘You show me yours and I’ll show you mine You’ll find mine is bigger and faster than thine’. Those egotist madmen square up, face to face Each has a...

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For an hour Cicadas saw at the early August evening While thunder purrs as kittens In the yarn of dark clouds balled up out west over Ionia County Trees prepare their umbrellas The Tigers on TV swing away in the 3rd inning A good book in hand Then out of hand A den of lions-wind roars outside our patio window Devours the screens I jump...

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I tested sweet mushroom ice cream Delicious, its taste was supreme The cream of the crop From food fair farm shop - It wasn’t a dope induced dream!...

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Potatoes And Mushrooms Fries are not only deep-fried sticks to which nothing permanent connects But also, what happens when a person makes some serious mistakes. And a way to eat however many potatoes a person wants to in one sitting Even...

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In 1968 I was filling my hope chest with embroidered tea towels. I spent a week’s salary on a mushroom canister set in 1969. Sears had a collection of mushroom kitchen items. They were called the Merry Mushrooms. I began embroidering new tea towels that matched the MMs. Not realizing that mushrooms had anything to do with drugs....

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"They Say Mushrooms Grow Best in the Dark" Winter arrived after The Darkness blew in with its boiling black clouds. they say mushrooms grow best in the dark. we hid underground. eventually we crawled out from the cracks like bugs to ash, the fallen bones of dust. we breathed in the blow back. strange angels, aliens to us, wandered like monsters in the starkness of a...

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She has skinny legs the elderly elf king said. But her stripes are darling- green, blue and red. She is the queen of the mushrooms I am sure. Her motives are kind and her heart is pure. His spoiled son Chester who knew very little at all. Wanted an elf princess who was voluptuous and tall. She is truly amazing, his...

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mushrooms explode 'pon felled willow stump after rain.... fushia rain lilies ...

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