Miasma [Haiku]

the scent of death
assaults my nostrils: 
carcass or fungi?

Clustered Fungi [Haiku]

tiny mushrooms 
rise from damp pine needles
on straight, stiff stalks

Clustered Mushrooms [Haiku]

a rotten log grows
a vibrant mushroom cluster —
soon to rot, itself

Clever Shrooms [Haiku]

rotten log fungi
imitate oysters
on pier pilings

Lump of Color [Haiku]

drab winter forest.
all is in earth tones,
but one orange lump

Fungi Propinquity [Free Verse]

two tender, little mushrooms
stand amid a mossy expanse

i'm moved by their intimate proximity

though i don't know it to be
anything other than a
random molecular fact,

and yet it speaks to me,
and i feel proximity & distance
all the more intensely