Its strange unsettling beauty had caught my eye -
There it was, under a bank of Himalayan Balsam -
Nearby, sheep lay upon the grass, chewing the cud -
A narrow stream was choked with water weed -
The air was still and warm -
The mushroom was a gift from a young dreamy god -
13.05
Monday 25 September 2017
East Stoke
Dorset
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