Spores Poems - Poems about Spores

...A marionette to the mind, Whispering fading schematics, Deluging the heart and soul, in a Juxtaposition of good and evil, Betwixt Heaven and hell, amidst Snowdrifts that swirl before my eyes, ......Read More

...Brownian motion writ large... within small medium as light brainstorm doth hail forth the following poem. Across the realm of gray matter slowly percolating within tissue composed of neuron......Read More

...The measure of immensity is a small step, just a footfall snagged by a tufted hole in the space-time fabric. The way you fall is the way you get out of your bed when the day is already too b......Read More

...A brilliant sky - a hopeful day and night But broods and churns, the haunt of beast and plight. No kneading dough nor kneeling praise nor shout - Before the cross was laid, there’s no ......Read More

...Time will never wait Since it hears no pleads at all But time is sure to stop The day when darkness crawls Time is sure to stop When every man has dropped And the toxic deathly fields Which ......Read More

...ALLERGIES I’m tired of these rains of salty tears Caused by allergens in my atmosphere. Since allergies last the entire year, Why they’re called “seasonal” isn’t clear. The stinging spores a......Read More

...Today, there are no rubber ducks or mother's marigold skirts to hide behind as we once did. In their place, lurking dark and hoary, a bathtub mist updrafts thick with loose spores, and mil......Read More

... I am known for all the subject and matter that I will never know. At first light a cool breeze drops the small humming bugs from flagging brush and tree. The stabled horse and I have not ......Read More

...Scent rising 'The mustiness of damp autumnal days ebbing away as newilife Springs forth from hibernating soil As spores spread ring on ring, concentric ever increasing, Encircling the shoots b......Read More

...As I wend my way around curving roads up high into the mountains I finally arrive at the Eight Gables Inn. I wonder what it is that drives me here! Perhaps I have developed wings and flew across......Read More

...Ever heard of a creep name'a bully gates? The real snake eyed misb-egotton rake Of death he quotes; and compiles notes To paroxsyms erotic does his being shake? Croons dead flat, pennys left; its......Read More

...Mosque cowed covenant I keep Putin off... and withheld broadcasting the following communication tucked away these many years, when president number forty five donned, jump/kick started, and tw......Read More

... In the deaf woods of curious willows lies stalwart beliefs of days bygone. Retribution, restitution, resolution resolve, beginning our journey. Blinded by bewares of sours ungifted lost cons......Read More

...Slow and methodical thru telling material I tiresomely did wade steeping yours truly signature writing stock in trade while sprawled out on bed housed within one bedroom apartment (B44) Hig......Read More

...I once compared myself to black mold; the toxic kind that spreads Contaminating surfaces, only feelings of regret What used to be a room full of people, now has no one left Wondering if I’ve caus......Read More