Sunday, 8 February 2015

The Green Mans Door

The Green-Mans Door
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In the shadows of the green-man 
All kept as whispers thin on thorns 
As all in growth in night shed hue 
Listen on from fingers to bark crust 
To moth pelt and vine reach 
With forest edged earlobes 

Time ticking in twitching twigs 
As verily his words dance anciently 

Dew drop leaf fall 
Span wing heart caw
Blood wind mist born
Kept fur scar fawn
Kings grove path step 
Star edge earth let 
River twine skin thread
BLOW
TRINE 
GUSH 
DEATH 
Birth flame nest wet
God dreamt call debt 
Dragon eye sky cast
Ever weave silk mask

Crackling forth near the feet of time 
Came the heart of one in all form 
And earth and sun hummed as hinged song swung
For the green-mans door 
Opens now as called 
To meet the tabled sheet of present law
And rid this world of blackened pawn
And tear light shine in new born dawn  


mF

(C) MarkFlood2015 poem + image 

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