Mushrooms: a poem about Mushrooms

Mushrooms Make me happy Mushrooms Under my toes feels funny Mushrooms Soup so yummy Mushrooms Heaven in my belly Mushrooms Raw on my salad so healthy Mushrooms On my pizza so very tasty Mushrooms On my brain so crazy Mushrooms Make my photos so pretty Mushrooms Stay so still for photography

The Stories of Natures Past

just rambling on about nature because I like it.

sick of the woods : a poem of sorts

strangers passing by on the trail leaving signs on the trees and in the brush making refugees of the wild so much trash so much noise so much graffiti so much harm to trees and flowers the ditches there and back are full of bones and death invasive species of plants and insects brought here…

My Madness

My madness is mine to own. I nurture it and feed it and do nothing to push it away. I own it but I didn’t plant the seed for it. I dont cause the actions and words I use to feed it. I’m not owning this culture or this society or this nation or this…

I am a ghost: a poem

I am a ghost. what is a ghost? I am a ghost! I make noise yet you can’t see me. I am a ghost. You know I exist and yet I’m never there to be heard. I am a ghost. You can’t hug me or look me in the eye and shake my hand. I…

Cant sleep wrote a poem.

Over the ringing in my ears I hear the gears grind in this cheap red clock. Ticking away the night and every second of rest and peace my mind craves. Ticking through my thoughts of things never said and should have and things said that shouldn’t have been. The heavy weight of darknes and time…