Walter C. Edwards
Wicked Bean - Poem by Walter C. Edwards
I was out gardening,
when I picked up this.
it bit me,
it was a wicked bean,
it said to me,
I like to give nightmares,
when I release my spores,
when I bit that’s it,
I will eat away all your dreams,
night after night,
until you can not sleep any more.
Comments about Wicked Bean by Walter C. Edwards
Read this poem in other languages
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
Still I Rise
The Road Not Taken
If You Forget Me
Edgar Allan Poe
Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening
I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love You