Best Mushroom Poems

Fires at a blue pills lab threw up a cloud
Settling over the town like a great shroud
And this gigantic mushroom 
Created a baby boom
Because all of the men were very proud...

Tom Cunningham 

It’s no wonder men of the town were proud 
Knowing what was in...

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Walking in the woods on a summers day
I ran across the savvy mushroom king
The old tight-wad geezer wanted to play
I played him checkers and a little chess.
The king was pretty good, I must confess.
Same time next week I asked the little guy?
Leaving, he said. How...

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Millions are bowing to a mushroom God
who guides them down paths of pyrite and blackness
Minds falsely expanding into an unexplainable universe
with things mechanically terrifying and satiny glorious.
Sprouting waxy wings, soaring into new unrealities
searching-always searching for that elusive something.
With the infinite textures of war and flavors...

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In the cool of an autumn morning
my father and his friend, 
Jimmy Kerin, would go
mushroom picking in paddocks 
way out past the last suburban fence.
I would tag along not to pick
but feel the freedom of open land
stretching as far as the eye could see
and for...

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Marks from the shroom exposed as you
Undress, I caress your
Silky thigh-way, blessed by the mess you
Have made. lay down boo and
Rest the night has reached it's crest.
Overtime I'll relieve your stress, I'm 
Obsessed... your life with 
Me is inevitable, give up on your protests..

Requests will...

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Aroma lingers
within the encasing bastion,
aisle upon aisle haunts the ancient catacomb
that is home to the decisive many.

User friendly ecstasy
depending on Fahrenheit fifty two,
this golden age to cherish?
Hypothermia guaranteed, with anything less.

Inward the soul is searched,
waves of thoughts woven by the juggler,
the body a vast kingdom...

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Takeover Taiwan

Sino-Russ aims at Ukraine

Edges      burnt      and crisp...

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~*~
mushroom cloud of war
howling winds with lightning bolts
anger in the clouds
~~**~~
~*~



haiku/senryu blended hybrid...

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Fungi, fungus, funguses thousand fold,
eukaryotic life kingdom of yeast and mold.

Ancient legends and myths from many times,
beginnings and ends through mulching slimes.

Egyptians sensed the connection in fungi to gods,
only Pharaohs allowed to have them as foods.

Consuming the fungi to become immortal static,
Mushroom stones in Mesoamerica...

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being in this tin womb, dark and safe,
that's the thing; inside the dark corners 
and air-lock doors, it's a floating life 

toothpaste and pureed stew float by;
still, here's not to dwell on the minutiae
and other small things

and the silent solar-wind powers on, 
while below, the...

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It only took me one cap and one stem,
For the Halloween feeling to kick right in.

I took to the night,
Like a ride in a bike.

Please do not quote me on this,
But I really had to piss.

And in my one piece clown costume—
My poor pecker was...

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The Almost Omniscient, Omnipresent, Omnipotent Tech God Oisin
Session 3: Tech support notes from the messed up file and mushroom soup case

“Hello this is Oisin. How may I help you?” Oisin says in his polite business voice.

“Hi Oisin, this is Sally. I have a really bad...

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If of diamond life is fabricated
wont for naught death be?

If in strong room life is kept
will for ages it last the treats of time?

If in rings of knights life is placed
can the shields remain formidable in all?

How did life leave so soon
could she have left...

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Perry's Disinclination for Mushrooms

A mushroom is not something new
Inside some pasta or a stew. 
But, when it comes to feeding Perry,
A mushroom is extraordinary!

John's Surgery

An eyeball must be a perfect sphere.
If an imperfection should appear,
A handy doctor, not ham-handed,
Will use his head and have it...

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The colors of the flowers are vibrantly swaying
The wind caresses them it seems with kisses, 
whispering sweet nothings inside cheery cores
Daisy’s white pearly petals are speaking
Yellow sepals smiling, too yellow! Spiky discs 
spinning peeking at me as I subtly study them
Dance little flower dance so...

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