A carrot 

as happy as a ferret 

with an ideal merit 

a feast for a jack 

for a child a snack

nibbled on by a juicy earth worm

growing mini roots so firm 

the feeling of the crunch

leads grandmas to munch

on moist cake

sitting by a serene lake

observe the little cluster of white flowers

as they bloom from a purple power

yes purple, white, red, orange, yellow

the variety is opposite of mellow 

be rooted 

be rooted 

in your inner colorful parrot

A carrot. ~

Eating walnuts

by a cone shaped light

papa chico written on the wall

plants surround

a majestic chair with wooden carvings and

a cusion as soft as a peach

enjoy the comfort of soft guitar

and poems being written

amongst a beautiful brick wall

the metamorphosis of a grasshopper

chilling amongst the bottles of red wine

there is a white cuddly polar bear and a little bear too

with another day new the shining sun

through gigantic glass windows

blissness is spun ~

 

Walking along the boardwalk

I start to stalk 

a lovely old couple 

inching along 

they have binoculars 

and they observe the seagulls 

as if it is bright mars 

their spirit is full 

while they lick a vanilla ice cream cone

I skip a stone 

seven times it hits the surface 

making mini ripples

as it sinks to oblivion 

the stone is awoken 

by a jelly fish sting 

then it bounces up and down as if on a yo yo string 

the sting

ooooh it stings 

yet there is a whale who sings 

a sweet howl invites the stone in 

into a new dimension of its endless life

the stone is eventually embedded in algae 

as the whale swallows 

you whole 

you listen to the sweet howl 

oooooh the sweet sweet howl 

like the hoot of an owl 

with its wise scowl 

identical to the old man 

while his ice cream fell on the boardwalk 

as the seagulls attacked 

chewing up the cone 

the old woman lets out a deep moan 

as the old man starts to hackle 

the little boy next to me catches a mackerel 

and then we were all grinning ear to ear 

together as one on this boardwalk . ~

To live in a place

it must feel nice to make any face

that expresses your specific emotion

to that moment

remember that sly smile

before a banana bread comes from the oven

as beautiful as a quilt is woven

cozy and at home you feel

yet…..another chapter must peel

don’t you worry as you will always feel

feel new vibes and directions

under the zebra striped sky

time will fly

so enjoy it as a slug

as a slugs slime

is only as fresh as your lime

and your time~

Raspberries in wine 

let your fingers braid into the twine

while your mind clears

step by step 

move away with the fears 

feel yourself gloat 

as you fill the persona of a goat. ~

 

A tortellini exists 

the essence of a 

warm squishy bite 

of pasta, four exquisite 

cheeses and spicy 

red pepper sauce 

flowing down your throat 

all of that exists in this 

one spectacular entity 

inside a small turquoise bowl. 

I wonder how a frog reacts 

to the taste of a fly….

pretty squishy and similar I assume. ~

 

Fine dine and wine

laughter

but nothing is mine

conversations constantly

little and lonely

vivacious roasted veggies

feeling edgy

luscious lentils

getting gentle

with wise white wine

ehh fuck the swine~

Why surround yourself in fear

don’t devote any tears

to problems that can be fixed

with listening and expressing—

for beings perceive differently

and this should be cherished

like a ripe cherry

squish it around within the corners of your mouth

and spit out the unwanted

allow yourself to cozy into

a cherry cobbler of warmth

and sizzle within the house

these delicious moments

can not be dreamt about

for only cooking up a cherry glaze

makes for a sweet sweet symphony ~

An old glass of red wine

sitting so fine

on a wooden plank

with a preferable stank

so familiar

it is peculiar

the atmosphere of the

living room

candle a lit

and the sun shining

while buds grow

and buds gather

with loads of laughter

eating scrambled eggs

and toast

with a champagne toast

and orange juice

ambitions loose

emotions engrossed

in a state of bliss

with a tune as fine

as a tree line ~

 

Pasta seems endless

mushrooms,

garlic, and onion

go down like maple syrup

tasting particularly on point

with a bite of al dente

and meaty oysters

creamy pesto in-between

the rings of pasta within

spirals of parmesan

white as a swan

taste buds

drawn

into oblivion

with a gentle smile

in your brain

face and tummy

yummy yummy

yielding yellow

tones of serene

mellow

marinating

this flavor in your mouth

like a sour lollipop

your can’t stop~

 

Love encompasses you

like a flakey biscuit

with delicate and intricate

layers being

warmed in a steaming

oven of love

like a hug from a koala

you shall always be

snug as a bug

in a tree

your support

and influence

is connected in a vast

network reaching

souls like nutrients

in roots

exchanging wise

words

melting hearts

like butter

on the biscuit

slowly being absorbed

to catalyze lives

like fresh chives

in mashed potatoes

blended together

like a tornado

of your energy

harmonizing the

winds beneath

your curls

in whirls

of wisdom~

 

A cold delicate intricate snow flake 

or a delicious crunchy corn flake 

mmmm or a milky soggy flake 

ugh but a chip flake 

stuck in my teeth 

a croissant — an orgy of flakes

oooh but to hammer off a flake 

with a flake 

such a useful flake 

a comfy bed for a baby calf a flake 

of hay 

this could take all day

in the winter my skin is extremely flakey 

but I also like chocolate flakes 

in hot cocoa or on a cake 

clearly I am a bit flakey 

on the word flake.~

 

Snowflakes

of petals

fluttering

in the wind

like butterflies

defying gravity

pulsating a calm

aroma around

flags half massed

carnival triangles swaying

drinking a bastaard radler

in the sun of my window seat

with dangling feet

and a soft smile radiating

throughout the cells in my body

classical music blasting

meditating my mind

during the quarantine

its gouda to have a home

that allows you to feel like

a gnome

living in a lichen covered stump

covered in bracket fungi

resembling comfort and growth

cooking delicious meals

with endless cheese

in the land of cheese

it seems as if cheese should

also fall like snowflakes ~

 

A good nights rest 

The bliss 

As cozy as a slice of a peach 

Feels in a cobbler 

The snugness 

The warmth of the cozy crust and 

Cozy blanket 

Get wrapped in tingly thoughts 

and feel the soft kiss of the oven.~

 

Rooms to mush

never in a rush

yet is plush

tasted raw, cooked

seared, baked, steamed, and grilled

growing in exquisite places

smelting faces

I am hunted and foraged by many kinds

usually in the deep deep forest

centering and hallucinating minds

connecting trees

to feel at ease

in a soup or on a pizza

the taste is versatile

as we are many

and can cause deep sorrow

through death and disease

thriving in the dark and damp

growing in soil, bark, stumps, and plants

our own kingdom

with truffles and brackets

fluorescent and neon colors

alien capabilities

poisoning an ant and growing out of them

expert composters

and an excellent composer

as we grow immensely and intricately

in the rooms to mush

hush mush hush~ 

 

Oh mac n cheese 

it looks like a brain 

with every bite filled with flavor 

its like a brain with every bite 

filled with bursts of juice and tingling 

just like every thought 

each moment must be cherished within 

the waves of the Mac and the brain. ~

 

A birthday must be a day of bliss 

and a gnome must receive a kiss

so the soil and cake 

must be as moist as algae on a lake

in order to have a party filled with fungi.~

 

Imagine a world based on paintings

when no keyboards are clanking

silence is sound

imagination is found

within a cloud

many molecules are in a mound

like a colony of ants

working together

no better than your crazy ant

stitching together a quilt

of your most memorable sayings

and favorite quotes

turning words into

a peculiar painting of

your tame and theatrical time

more or less intriguing than a squeeze of a lime ~

 

Wine and weed

the base of withering wits

its place in every bit

of my writing

it is formulated

with wavelengths of my brain

that is lit— while feeling lit

the level is indeed

wonderful and wise

a deep disguise

of discovery

and relief

relief is reached

when biting into a juicy

juicy peach ~

 

Finding that spark

is a difficult mark

but don’t become a dark

piece of chocolate

so dark that its burnt

don’t be

be soft and flexible

for melting chocolate

is mesmerizing for the taste buds

and the brain too

freezes with chocolate chip

ice cream

the steam

from hot chocolate

leaves you with a juicy lip

ready to find that spark

and leave a mark

on another~

 

Clouds on the move

ever so flawlessly

like life constantly changing

in the same direction

until the storm arises

heavy and striking

the winds are,

the sun is afar

but the funk dwindles

with a rainbow

so vibrant

vivacious birds

swirl in patterns

geometrical ones

powerful senses are at work

organic powers

incessant

like a scent

of cloudy mushroom soup~

 

Dream state

one with the blurred colors

shifting down the brain

into a bubble state

like in Champagne

each bubble lifting

into a dream state

feeling hazy and hypnotized

by your fluffy blanket

with the feeling of being

in the clouds

so profound

you are drifting into

divergent delusion

exploring logic and imagination

into a crisp and curious reality

radiating vibrations from your brain

releasing energy unknown to

physical life

it’s nice to ignite

this state

with a

joint and tea

dreams

with beams

of realizations

a fantastical

time warp

like a harp

light and soothing

with the rain pattering

at the glass

a nap alas~

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