Phantom Fungi

Phantoms lurk in my mind

Haunting the neural networks

On which I must travel

They dog my thoughts

They pop-up like mushrooms

Sometimes beautiful and poisonous, or

Tasty and cute, or

Stinky and horrible

Strong enough to break asphalt

Frail enough to die

Beneath the weight of a bigger thought

Wisps that fade away on sight

Or glow at attention

Phantom fungi.

When the Autumn Storms Come Calling

When the Autumn storms come calling

Whilst the Autumn leaves are falling

There’s a tension in the air

There’s a fire in my veins,

For the wind is in the treetops

Blowing fierce and strong

For the clouds are building, billowing

Vast behemoths of water proud,

The sky becomes a battleground

The seas begin to churn

The trees prepare for Winter

The hearth-fires begin to burn,

When the Autumn storms come calling

With elemental might

Summoning both sleep and death

Howling in the night.