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The Green Man

Looking after his land

By Marie381Uk Published 2 months ago 1 min read
By George’s Girl 2025

The Green Man

He watched the woods

Leaves in his beard

Eyes deep with age

Calm in his breath

Branches curled round him

Life in each twist

Roots at his feet

Earth in his blood

Wind touched his face

Stirring old thoughts

Secrets of seasons

Held in his gaze

He guarded the wild

Every path known

Every seed remembered

Every storm endured

Moss crowned his brow

Light warmed his cheek

Shadows leaned closer

Listening to him

He moved like time

Slow but sure

Trees bowed gently

Honouring his name

He called the green

Drawing growth near

Fields woke at dawn

Answered his pull

He stood eternal

Keeper of life

Guardian of change

Heart of the land

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Marie381Uk

I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️

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  • Mark Graham2 months ago

    What a great picture of what Father Nature would look like. Good job. In real life in my childhood hometown there actually was someone known as 'The Green Man' due to an accident at an electrical plant. If I remember he would only come out at night when no one was really around. There were a few sightings during the day but not many. I heard he was a very nice man.

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