FROM THE LOG PILE

FROM THE LOG PILE

TO THE POWER OF SEVEN PLUS

NOT DEADMANS’ FINGERS

log blackened by time and decay

is still a living entity with a flatmate too

in the form of fairy fingers that erupt

through its roughened skin as though searching

for air or to share pores for another generation

candlesnuff fungus is a good name for me

with the importance to sustain invertebrates

Published by

John Edwards

Farm labourer’s son and rural boy from Herefordshire where he was surrounded by beauty and love. Took himself off to London where he worked for 33 years, but the countryside never left him. Rurality came to him again in Cornwall and now in Alicante, Spain. There to appreciate the wildlife. Abhors waste, the indiscriminate use of plastic and its wanton disposal into our oceans. A follower of Raptor Persecution and a desire to eliminate the callous killing of everything to support pheasant and grouse shooting. They kill so much that is a joy for me to see. On a lighter note an avid follower of his home town football team, Hereford FC and Gloucester Rugby.

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