Short Understory Poems

Passing through the jade 
green understory of yours,
discovering your 

forest-like body; 
betwixt and between at last 
I found my abditory....

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We like trees.
Rocks. Crows.

Trees are good.
Shade. Food. Wood.

If they leave, 
we'll leave, too.

Snow. How come
some there, none here.

Sun can kill
or be fun.

God can't care
about you, one.

Jacket caught
in thought thicket.

Barberry, rose
thorn in nose.

Elect a nobel laureate
not a noble idiot.

Eat. Eat so much
your bones grow.

Kinnakinnik. Chinquapin.
Almost edible words.

Naked buds, bears, 
understory shrubs....

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In luxuriant terrane of verdant sprouts
opulent golden understory unveiled,
stemmed by swerving jade blades,
entwining the pairs of legs petrified
within the maze of floral profusion.
The black figure of deviant prominence
stands out like a towering protector
in sutured closeness fused with her,
camouflaged to evade the predator.
Bare trees aligned in harmonized motif,
outline the floral boulevard for them
to walk away from the onyx horizon 
to the sunburst meadow ahead.
...

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