Amanita Muscaria

a fun gi I met in the forest

a red cap had little white bobbles

he called himself Walter Fly Agaric

a jester his magic we see

on stormy nights

when the lightening smites

the forest and cracks down a tree

a lasting footprint of sacredness

part of a huge family

said to be really  an hallucinogen

Near the Beech and the Birch and the Pine

comes to the fore  in late

Summer

drives us crazy  they say

Like strong wine

 

 

About Rex Tyler

I love animals. I enjoy writing poetry and delivering speeches.I like to mentor people who need help in preparing speeches and evaluations.I enjoy travel although it is much harder for me these days.I so enjoyed the Andes Mountains and Volcanoes and the Quichua people who live and thrive there.I have lots of friends around the world.
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