Short Castings Poems

What is this creepy thing
Infecting my body?
Busily digesting my flesh, melting,
The first stages of the blob.
End of my extremities
Swell ominously, wriggling,
Undulating like giant worms
Busily digesting my tissue
I’m becoming what I fear most,
Mistaken for castings
Shoveled up and thrown
On the compost heap....

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moonshine's night so bright 
as the sun lays down goes sleep
 tired hot too warm 
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warm turns off it's bright 
light shimmering shines the moon 
silver moon signs bright 
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so night yellow new 
day sun spot heated castings
 out warming cast light 

12/19/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2023...

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Coffeeblood castings surface
Earthworms rip through trenches
Tangleweeds tug at my limbs
Twisting ferns rake through my hair
As spikes of foxglove ready a violet strangle
The sun itself is fixing to swallow me up
Its incisors cutting through the sweet dream sky
Grass wet with venom spit
The vapors rise to sting my eyes
Red and yellow seeps through thin skin
Sweat, the traitor, dares to join with soil

Morning is the enemy....

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A bottle garden adorns like the most elegant rose
Horticulturists’ pride featured in most writers’ prose   
Crafted by the youngest ambidextrous botanist
Whose prowess blooms far beyond the cloud’s mist.

A terrarium intricately built from a crystal- clear bottle,
Coco fibers, variety of bijou stones, rocks and pebbles;
Charcoals, moss, ferns, tiny plants and worm castings,
Dry barks and many more for creative miniature gardening....

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