Monday, March 23, 2015

Mag 262 — Green God






















You see, I see you
you mossy green god
and god how I love you,
you with trunks to spare
and that wild white eye
beneath your unicorn horn

You see me ignoring your
comical grimace as I come
near to whisper into your
elfin ear god how I love you

You raise your forked tail
into the green canopy,
grasping to feel the rays
of the sun and

You coax out the stars
from a midnight sky to
cool under as I unroll
my bag to sleep beneath
you with your claws as a
mossy green pillow

You show me visions in my
dreams of the story of your
old forest grove, the sad story
how you came to be lone elder

You see then that I see you
and how your grimace formed
and why you grew your giant
elfin ear to maybe, maybe
hear across the fields for
messages from your type

You stretch deeper and farther
beyond the tender young ones
and grasses, reaching for eternity,
showing earth how you love her



Written for The Mag: Mag 262 that inspired with the above image prompt.

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8 comments:

Sandra said...

love your words and images!

Karen S. said...

Ah yes, showing is caring.

susan said...

Your beautiful poem reminded me of the the part of the Rainbow Warrior Prophecy that says:

There will come a day when people of all races, colors, and creeds will put aside their differences. They will come together in love, joining hands in unification, to heal the Earth and all Her children. They will move over the Earth like a great Whirling Rainbow, bringing peace, understanding and healing everywhere they go. Many creatures thought to be extinct or mythical will resurface at this time; the great trees that perished will return almost overnight. All living things will flourish, drawing sustenance from the breast of our Mother, the Earth.

It's always nice when I find you've posted something new.

Berowne said...

Beautifully written and rather moving...

Kutamun said...

Tender is the night you met this venerable arbour ... In ozland we must always be wary of falling gum branches ...how are you going , stranger ?

Björn Rudberg said...

Oh I love how you use the old tree as an elegy of care and humanity... I wish I could develop some acts that make me close to being a tree....

Kathe W. said...

lovely words for what you saw....

Tess Kincaid said...

Beautiful...nice to see you at Magpie...

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