Mighty Fungi, the destroyer,
rending like a divorce lawyer.
There are no bonds you can’t dissolve.
It’s by your graces our world revolves.
Your rap is bad, but we all know,
the pile of stiffs would ceaseless grow,
if you weren’t breaking down the dead.
Plus, we love your work on beer and bread.
How the feet slow, up amid the ice flow.
Where air is rare, and each step goes higher,
thinking of those who froze or maybe lost a toe,
yet trudged through the scree, the snow, and the mire.
But who’s ever said it wasn’t worth the trip?
You may well hate to feel yourself suffocate,
but you’ll buy your permit, and get all equipped,
strapping on your pack, taking task with fate.
To see the orange glow on the ridgeline,
like fire dancing on the edge of a knife.
But what monster has such a wicked spine,
begging a fight to the last ounce of life.
Please meet the lovely “abode of snows,”
I think you’ll find her worth the throes.
circling raptors weave
stop! all are warned.
rat slinks away
as cat creeps near,
despite edge in size.
crowd coos, “Cute copy-cat,”
idly stuffing faces.
Hollywood mountain lions?
cats seeking parts?
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depth a guarded secret,
on your sandy bottom,
yet, you’re called “lake”
your glistening canvas,
a bowl of diamonds
winter ice cracks
with steel cable song,
beside mud-rimmed lake,
Taken in April of 2017 in Kaziranga National Park in Assam
On a Brahmaputra tributary in Kaziranga National Park.
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