Fungi Poems - Poems about Fungi

... In the cool of an autumn morning my father and his friend, Jimmy Kerin, would go mushroom picking in paddocks way out past the last suburban fence. I would tag along not to pick but feel th......Read the rest...

...A world arises as dryad clusters of interlaced oysteruos flair umbrellas fairies from sunburst orb piercing rays. Vast umbra fae churn soil into a sea of plush fungi filigree in midst fields blanket......Read the rest...

...Uncertain if my one man pep rally appeals to thee most amazing, daring, grueling... youngest aspirant to restore Earth in the balance predicated upon uncomfortable truth. The old geezer here would be......Read the rest...

...Moving through tightly woven groves of young, thin, oaks the air sits heavy on the skin like stepping into a sauna wet earth mingles with decaying leaves, this odor of familiarity. Trails walked......Read the rest...

... This intricacy, this forest fanfare of green life, flower and fungi, the creatures that crawl its damp understory of bush and fern, and above, the wing born marvel of those masters of th......Read the rest...

...A cold mist drifts across the ground, bringing a musty smell from damp mulch where decay is found and most plants cannot dwell. Now through bold boughs autumn winds blow, st......Read the rest...

...So many mushrooms have sprung up I’ve never seen before. My yard is filled with fungi In varieties galore. The bright red flat ones you can’t miss, The tall ones, creamy white; The brownish k......Read the rest...

...black rotten salad shoved in between my lips It was always the poison or a kick in the hips I would’ve thrown it away but the witch caught my hand Took a fork and shoved it in; I still can’t un......Read the rest...

...Our meadow has always held surprises. After we moved in - that first spring - a myriad of daffodils appeared from dormant bulbs, exactly where I had decided my fairy garden would be. Like a beautifu......Read the rest...

...The English language is a potpourri of foreign words whose sources vary from Sanskrit, Latin, Greek and Swahili and others original to our vocabulary. For snobs these imports have become a w......Read the rest...

...I am known for all the subject and matter that I will never know. At first light a cool breeze drops the small humming bugs from flagging brush and tree. The stabled horse and I have not me......Read the rest...

...•• When a new hive is done, what do the bees do? Have a house-swarming party, and give a welcome hearty. •• What did the duck say to the waiter? "Let me have my fill, just put it on my bi......Read the rest...

... "The Payload" The payload came crashing down like rain expelled from the fat belly of a ruinous pregnant cloud bilious with buxom promise it came crashing down ......Read the rest...

..."A Rational Intelligence necessarily precedes empathy." -- Elementary Logic for lovers of fauna, not flora (or even fungi) * * * Have you no empathy? How can you laugh? T......Read the rest...

...PRELUDE. When the sky and world are dark no sounds are heard in the woods. Perhaps the scrabbling of night creatures on the hunt fo food. But no sound of woodpeckers ra ta tatting, bird song is dimi......Read the rest...