Musing…



Tracing grooves in ancient oak bark

With tingling fingers, soothed; 

Sheltered in the wings of strong silent boughs.

Wooed by whispering tales from distant shores.

Amber acorns break onto fresh  fallen crushed leaves

Seeding under misted mosses and musty funghi

Where stories weave. 

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Autumnal Memories


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Red ruby reminders
Everywhere,
Musty fungi,
Munchy forage.
Prickles & pickles,
Russets & possets,
Jellies & relish,
Rambles & tangles.
Sanguine serenade.

Forest glade


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Rambling through
A forest glade,
Footsteps fade
Cushioned by
Plush mossy
Carpet,
Serendipitously
Made.
Flaked crispness:
Baked, blistered
Leaves fall
On a mournful
Lawn.
Hawks soar;
Glistening haws.
Scampering claws
Spiraling trunks
For tasty nuts.

Notes of claret,
Crushing blushing
Berries,
Musty moulds
Sticking
On toes,
Dogs noses
In holes;
Time to
Be traipsing
Home.

Fungi dawn


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Fungi adore
An autumnal
Dawn,
As dew saturates
The forest floor;
Sunlight seeps sleekly
Through cracks
In the canopy:
Fragile fruits
Multiply frantically,
Thrusting through
Miles of mycota matrices.
Thousands of
Peeping forest
Faces;
Blackened
And tattered,
Inked with a
Stink;
Shiny,
Slimy;
Pale and
Spinal;
Hot and
Spotted;
Purple and
Mottled;
Thrilling pink
Gills which
Chillingly
Kill.

For fungi enthusiasts and for advice on identifying fungi please see the link below.
www.first-nature.com