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Among the many “here”s
           within the many “there”s
           a confusion quite precisely
           drinking coffee stirred by nows

Within the trodden whiles
           absorbing many styles
           a delusion so pretentiously
           through dirty-window-hows

But then unfathomable why
           no shredded bits of get
           a sunburst of entirety
           a placid joyful yes

Like two white(fluffy) socks
           outside the darkest day
           an immeasurable perpetuity
           Untold poetry’s best



Shrooms … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

12 Comments Join the Conversation

  1. Among the many types of wild mushrooms I find in my yard alone, there is subtle poetry interwoven in its quiet presence and existence that does tend to leave you curious about how it popped up out of nowhere to make such a grand entrance. 🙂


  2. I like your poem, but unlike fallcorn1936 I don’t understand it; but that’s fine. Always good to leave one thinking!


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