Short Spores Poems

dandelion spores
scatter with a breath's wind~
I make a wish...

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Particles of dust
your spores visible in light
lightly coating all...

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fecund pod spores sow
fertile heart seeks forgiveness
regeneration...

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Green spores, thunderbolts
Rolling spheres taking over
Possibilities…...

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Toadstool spores dazzle
Bluish glow in the wrong place
Our future hungers...

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Rain; confetti flames
Supernova spores break through
I grow thorns…again…....

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Green feathered leaf fern
Many spores there are upon
Next year ferns galore...

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black circles
mold spores on prison walls...
spreading day by day!


For Charles Henderson's "Haiku your way" Contest...

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nights of thunderstorms

         rain-drenched boughs, damp forest floors

                     days of mushroom spores...

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Hair brain glob pores;
Scape congested cog webs spores;
Covered chrome top
Afro?


4/5/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. ©2021...

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The water in my pail
soured overnight
So I pluck every hair
off the skin of my body

And watch the spores of mold
grow around the rim
My crown is broken
And my chair is for liars...

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Hair brain clogged pores
Scrape congested cogwheel spores 
Covered chrome top
 1970's hairstyle afro crop~


10/21/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2020...

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The chagrin is profound,
A heart is marred,
And bane mushrooms diffuse spores ---
But they deliver elation,
They all deliver pacifism
For which the weary
Spirit yearns.
They deliver elation
In a trivialness
From where
No spirit returns....

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Swift streets
Minds meet


Gain grime
Move mime


Taste treats
Boom beats


Make more
Spawn spores


Start sure
Prime pure


Splurge strain
Purge pain


Be bright
Live light




Leon Enriquez
07 June 2016
Singapore...

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Like a Tuber mushroom
an Authoritarian State
thrusts myriad mycelium tendrils
in a vain attempt
to control every contingency.

Like a Fragrant fern
a Constitutional Republic
radiates spores far and wide
to invariably find
the wisest way....

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Inhales prosaic air
muse probes breeze 
Filtering depth 
as image melees 
Drum snares the heart 
beating out dull pain 
Osmosing spores 
form finely tuned rain
Patters tap source
concept ignites
Erupts into thought
exhales and writes
...

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Quatrain #981:
MOVE


Mind what you find as touch blooms more,
Odd works now bind the hidden core;
Voice your sound mind with intent clear,
Etch words in kind with truth that spores.

~~~~~~~~~~




Leon Enriquez
27 October 2019
Singapore...

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Feel a deep poise
Where calm moves voice


Choice sets the pace
To fit fine trace


Space for much more
To hurl new spores


Time to just feel
Kind love that heals


Style fashions poise
Sparkle word choice




Leon Enriquez
05 March 2016
Singapore...

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Plain pain
Still stains


Glimpse gain
Prize pain


Sweet sour
Heap hours


Grief grips
Taut trips


Rich rest
Blooms best


Gall gripes
Wet wipes


Drip dear
Trite tears


Meet more
Sad spores




Leon Enriquez
23 December 2017
Singapore...

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An infant shoot - a tight green crook
Boldly it rises to assert
With confidence its back unfurls
Now upright it spreads out its arms 
Thus fronds set free from fledgling fern
Soon it grows into adult form
With reproductive spores to spread
And produce offspring fiddle-heads.

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Love knows
Grand show


Live more
Deep core


Dare breeze
Warm squeeze


Set sail
Lift veil


True peace
Funds ease


Grab joy
Cheer toys


Bright tense
Makes sense


Much more
Now spores


Dare give
To live




Leon Enriquez
22 June 2017
Singapore...

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Choice cites
Wonder writes


Poise primes
Rapture rhymes


Proud pace
Sensuous space


Rich rides
Succinct strides


Apt art
Happy heart


Joy jerks
Wisdom works


Meet more
Sublime spores


Mood makes
Wonder wakes





Leon Enriquez
21 January 2018
Singapore...

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Wisps of recollections waft through my mind

like spores on soft white memories’ threads -

vague remnants of May's sun-gold heads. 

I glimpse but cannot hold them.

How foolish the girl who

sent them blowing in 

the wind - wishing

her springtime

soon would

end!

8/24/17...

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The mossy path entices me
To the place where faeries dance 
And pixies cavort,
Where dozens of bejeweled butterflies are whirling,
Dipping then soaring then bowing down 
Around a single golden mushroom
Until millions of it's sparkling spores are released
Into the filtered light of spring's blue moon....

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Like 
wisps of
soft white spores -
those vague remnants -
are recollections wafting through my mind -
sun-gold heads of spring I no longer hold,
Yet I can glimpse
when they turned
into 
fluff.
I 
recall
my young self
blowing off the
fluff of seeds . . . wishing time would pass quickly.
...

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