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Mushroom Potion #9 (Free verse) by <{Baba^Yaga}>
I believe in the sky I believe in the sunrise, and the ocean I believe in outer-space & The mushroom potion I have seen Saturn, turn into the world snake, and I have been told of the coming earth - - quakes, and I said "Good, let them come" Then I pissed at the grape-vine grabbed a handful of purples, and greens, and went for a walk through the pines, and through the trees, something followed me. Through the trees, something stalked me Passed the trees, it was inside of me I believe in angels, and space-ships I believe in black magic Inorganic beings, and in love, and all that's tragic. Chaos and order, and the Mayans too Dancing drunk Africans and Islander Voodoo. I believe in myself, and hard work in stone and in dirt I believe in giant temples and pyramids at sunset. I trust my mind I study plants I have spells, and knowledge and music to chant. I have yesterday, tomorrow, today I believe in all life, and that death is okay I believe in the simple, but yet, the divine Most cannot imagine the sights of #9. My father is digging a 300 foot long, four - - foot deep trench; up at his pear farm We dig at night, under the moon in the high desert of Southern California, star-light. Because, the sun out here will kill you There isn't a neighbor for three miles In any given direction. Green Mojave rattlers, and yellow bark scorpions.

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Arithmetic Mean: 5.9375
Weighted score: 5.8257475
Overall Rank: 1641
Posted: August 1, 2004 10:41 PM PDT; Last modified: August 1, 2004 10:41 PM PDT
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Comments:
[8] INTRANSIT @ 149.174.164.15 | 2-Aug-04/5:58 AM | Reply
Did you want this to be just a bit pimply?
Scary,fun.
[9] Dan garcia-Black @ 66.159.232.48 | 2-Aug-04/8:08 AM | Reply
A modern kind of "I sing the Body Electric." I like it.
[10] edpeterson @ 68.20.6.40 | 2-Aug-04/11:10 AM | Reply
a modern skillet, dripping with fried pimples
[8] Dovina @ 24.52.157.176 | 2-Aug-04/11:19 AM | Reply
Sounds like you believe in darn near everything. I like the cadance, except for the last verse, which I wonder why you include.
[8] unknown^user @ 209.234.180.162 | 2-Aug-04/12:25 PM | Reply
One of the better synopses of a mushroom trip that I've seen. Agreed about the last stanza though. Maybe a little too conversational to blend with the rest of the work. You do have some good imagery there, and it would be a shame to waste it, so maybe just try and incorporate it with the rhythm of previous stanzas.
[0] klosterfobik @ 172.163.82.168 | 15-Sep-04/11:42 PM | Reply
Yawn
[0] deleted user @ 172.163.82.168 | 15-Sep-04/11:56 PM | Reply
Dung
[0] Doug @ 172.163.82.168 | 16-Sep-04/12:08 AM | Reply
Again - shit.
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