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Vxn 9h
i want you to breakdown when your inside me
i want something to snap inside of you and unwind you
and suddenly you longer want to be inside me
instead you want my arms around you
to hold you
and you sob and you shake
you need my skin
my warmth
my kisses
in a much more intimate way than you did before
my conceptualization of love
Vxn 9h
i imagine you
coming in from work
you come lie your head on my thigh
rubbing back and forth
the stubble on your cheeks, prickling my skin
your hands find my hips pulling my underwear down
you part my knees, placing my thighs on your shoulders
your lips find mine and you plant a kiss
you worship until you feel relived and whole again
thigh worship?
Vxn 9h
i smile at you hoping you'll think about me
i buy dresses hoping you'll ask to take me on a date
i light candles hoping you'll come spend the night
i wear lingerie hoping you'll undress me
i'll bite your neck hoping that you'll grip mine
i let my hair down hoping that you pull it
i got my tongue pierced hoping that you'll enjoy it
i've been writing more poems high and whew boy

My lovers tree is all but me;
   my lovers glee is shallow!
   My hunger dreams of morrows sun,
   where I may follow?
      ... yet dandelions feed!


My lovers tree is all but me;
   my lovers words are sorrow!
   My yearning streams of youthful knolls,
   where I could follow?
   ... yet yarrows seed!


My lovers tree is all but me;
   my lovers mind is hollow!
   My aching heart with peaceful souls
   is where I will follow!
   ... my lovers tree? no whisper on me!
October, 2019

Red Dandelions - Red dandelions are part of the chicory family. ... Red dandelions are the foliage from a red dandelion plant before the plant flowers. They have reddish stems and dark green jagged leaves.
Josiah Bates Oct 4
A daisy in a dragon flower meadow
water turns to lead
the air tastes metallic

A flower among weeds that grow so tall
a flower spreading seeds, hoping that, come fall
another daisy will bloom.

Come, fall, to the dragon flower meadow,
so that what we said when we were alone
will at last, like dust, settle.
The Flame Sep 27
We don’t have to worry about nothing.

We’re drunk and ******, but what’s your point?
You created this world, we’re just living in it.
You created the internet, we’re just using it.
You created vehicles, we’re just using em’.

All we want is love.
That’s something hard to show, for you to show us.

But we don’t care, because we have each other.
That’s why we’re getting drunk and ******,
so we can set this world on fire with love,
and we can set this world on fire emotions.
tinnnafish Sep 19
I wish I felt this good sober...
I wake up every morning feeling like the weight of the world is sitting on my chest.
I have a heavy heart, filled with regret and a heavy head constantly filled with what ifs and self doubt.
I roll over to text you back but see no reply.
I can't bring myself get out of bed again.
I sit up and put my head between my knees and just breathe.
I sit there and regret all the the stupid things I said and did the night before.
Wondering when things started to get this bad.
I'm starting to shut everyone out again.
I haven't been sober in awhile.
I can’t tell if the drugs make me happy or sad.
I just know they make me feel numb.
And I know the drugs, they make me overeat.
Which makes me feel like **** because I already hate my body.
I don’t know why I continue to do this.
Why i continue to act like I’m not hurt.
I try to drown it out and mask the feelings
In liquor, THC, and with men who see me as nothing.
I am so lost
I don't know who I am
I don’t want you to hurt me again
I’m so tired of being me
Ainnoot Sep 14
I’m high ‘cause I was feeling low
But I’m low so much they might as well bury me since all I wish is to be high in the sky,
   Maybe this is the only way I’m Pilot Jones, When im in love with Mary Jane.
shamamama Sep 12
So What Exactly is Permaculture?

may not look like much to you
the messy garden,
a **** might look ready to pull out, you see it
cover the kale,
however it serves as a magnet for the beneficials,
the ones keeping vigilance
over  caterpillars
who love eating
dark leafy greens

penned from Bill Mollison (cocreating with David Holmgren)
the genius behind the word and the
understanding of “permanent agricultural system” hence permaculture
harmonious integration of landscape
and people
with sustainability at root of it

coining the term, after spending time in nature
and wanting to mimic nature  on the farm
it's all about relationship
it's all about respect
“Care of earth-and all life systems,
care of people
setting limits to population and consumption,
cooperation, not competition is the very basis of  existing
life systems and their survival”

why is that tree towering over that funny looking bean?
she is madre de cacao
mother of chocolate, planted over the cacao
trees giving shade and protection as chocolate grows
sweetly in shadow of mama glyrcidia

we welcome worms,
we welcome toads,
wasps do sting, but carry off caterpillars
even centipedes as long as they live in the garden
(please don't come in the house)

How did that small hill get there?
oh, the hugelkultur?
the place where we buried bent spoons,
broken buckets, rotten 2 x 4s,  piles of sticks,
and tennis shoes that flap,
cardboard, large logs,
pillows with no life, and the like, then
covered with soil and planted trees atop
We threw and grew it there

When we mulch, how muchling the chickens love the mulching
They kick and the spray all the mulch away,
Till bare naked sits the soil around the new tree
So, we love the coconut fronds we layer on top of
our pile, leaflets bind round their ankles –no more
kung fu chicken kicking straw

Community plantings,
as seen in forests layerings, moss and ferns at the bottom,
seem to naturally come when conditions just right
just the right moisture and temp,
invites next layers of herbs, low plants,
small trees then large trees
then the overstory
forest garden

Thank you  Mr. Mollison
For your observations and sharings
May you rest in the garden of peace
Bill Mollison passed away Sept. 24, nearly 3 years ago. Homage to his genius, and love of nature and humanity
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