When the pen takes control.

A type of fungus that is seldom seen

unless a walk in the woods is your delight

they are often found on fallen trees

who lie on the ground letting in the light

but you shouldn’t be fooled by its name

and think it might make a tasty treat

for the turkey tail can justly lay claim

to being tough and very unpleasant to eat.

Surprising how good you will feel

after eating a hearty meal

There once was a young girl called Clare

with pure white skin and fine golden hair

in the day she would ramble

through the woods, briars and bramble

exposing her breasts to the warm summer air

Amidst the beech, the birch, the larch

ancient coppice has left its mark

by countless feet the path worn smooth

whether by hunter, paw or hoof

fallen leaves keep tracks unseen

in this fast disappearing sylvan scene

instead of brush and trees or grass

to be replaced by brick, slate and glass

A delusional maniac known for his ridiculous orange face

became the President of the United States

he made snap decisions that were decisive

but world leaders found them divisive

and they caused trade wars and the defeat of Ukraine

Deserted by a former owner

moss and lichen have taken over

the walls that once stood oh so proud

of a church whose flock would sing so loud

their praises to the Lord above

in the quest for his eternal love.

There was a certain young man of the church

he had a reputation that no one could besmirch

he thought that all the pews could do with a varnish

and that the brass on the lectern was tarnished

so in his sermon he called for some volunteers

but sadly his prayers fell on deaf ears

Whenever I see or hear the word above

it takes me back to a programme I loved

I refer to a show I was brought up on

the wonderful world of Monty Python

a memorable sketch in one of their shows

produced a line that everyone knows

it introduced us to Anne Elk (miss) she said

who had a theory about a dinosaur long dead

a brontosaurus she thought that tend

to be thick in the middle and thin at each end

I am often told that I don’t look 

like the type to be frightened by spooks

but of those spectres I have no fear 

for I also have been dead for years