Some say,
laughter is the
best medicine.
While I have
found that to
be true, it's
become so
cliche.
An axiom I now
live by is that
mushrooms are
the best medicine.
Perception's door opens
wide, and my jaw aches
with laughter.
I can taste blue and
green, and hear
tulips sing lovely
ballads for the
squirrels that have
forgotten where they
buried their nuts.
I train my poems like
circus bears.
They rarely maul me.
And, just between
you and me,
The Birth of
Venus painting that
hangs above my
writing desk vibrates and
pulsates like the
Gulf of Mexico.
That red headed
temptress dances
seductively, long into
the night.
And now,
my kittens think
it's funny to
meow backwards.
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Author:
Thomas W Case (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: December 19th, 2023 22:04
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- Category: Humor
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Comments7
Your mushrooms here, surely beat the ones I buy from my supermarket:) Now yours are definitely magic ones. You travelled well and so did I reading you Thomas. I enjoyed the humour in this poem and the imagination.
Thank you so much.
Oops, the magic mushrooms!
Thank you
Very trippy poem. I read it in a kind of Jim Morrison voice. Some great lines again. Love the line about training your poems like circus bears. Fantastic.
Thank you Tom
Absolute magic Tom, I used to like them too .. perhaps too much in fact & can relate entirely ..
I still very occasionally forage and enjoy the fruits of my labour but tend to rely on supermarket produce these days ..
Thanks bro.
love this poem! so fun
Thank you so much.
Fun write!
They way I read your work makes me feel like I experience it first hand.
Great job 🪶
Thank you.
i just LOVE your style and ideas here
Thanks
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