The Green Man's Door (Kyrielle)
She has to rest her tender wings,
weary now, she can't fly no more.
She has to ask a million things,
and must open the Green Man's door.
He has to bring the come of fall,
it is late, like no time before.
He has to end the summers thrall,
and must open the Green Man's door.
She has to tell him to unlock
the curse of the witch Elenore.
He has to hear her quiet knock,
and must open the Green Man's door.
© Jim T. Henriksen
September 26th, 2005
Author notes
This poem was written for Amunet Wolfbane's "Green Man's Door Contest". Unfortunately it did not win any trophy... 
After some consideration, I have decided to make this a Kyrielle, making the last line repeat, instead of being slightly different as the original poem was. Thanks to Joyce for pointing out that it was almost a Kyrielle, and thus planting the seed of this change. 
Written September 26th, 2005
In a list
A contest entry
- Come champions of my sweet princesses... by Iohagh.
850 points, ended January 15, 2007, 36 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
What did you think
Comments
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Welcome to your contest wishing you the best...
Darling
Enchanting is your rhyme
whimsical in its way
for all children sublime
with your Pixie play,
Smoosh
Janet
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Thank you
for your wonderful comment, a poem in itself. I wish I could give YOU applause for your comment.
I cross my toes to win, 'cos I need my fingers to write! 
Thanks for the comment, and the applause, I appreciate it a lot! 
Jim
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Hi, June!
No, maybe the Green Man should wait a little longer, before he opens the door. 
Thanks for the comment, and the applause, it means a lot to me. Jim
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excellent
wonderful write, but still am not in a hurry for the door to of fall to be opened. LOL terrific imagery. -
I don't know Jim. Personally I love it. But often times I enlist the aid of others when judging my contest. So I can't say for sure. But it looks like an awesome piece to me.
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Hi, Gypsy! I am glad you liked the changes! Had this been a Kyrielle from the start, do you think it would have had a better chance on a trophy? Thanks for the comment, and the applause, I really appreciate it a lot!
Jim
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I do love the changes. Awesome job Jim Blessings, Gypsy
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Hi, Dee! No, I didn't win any trophy with this poem, but you know what they say, you can't win them all. Thanks for the great comment, and the wonderful applause!
Jim
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I love writing from pictures... they can inspire so many different interpretations...and yours here is fabulous. You've woven the season's change in a most wonderful way, into this delightful poem. I don'tknow if you won a trophy in the contest with this but it's sure deserving of one
Excellent write ...
Dee
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Thanks, Lady anairO, for a wonderful comment! Jim
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Interesting... very. The way you described that picture and brought life to it in a story is very beautiful... I am awed!
Well penned,
Lady anairO
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Thanks for the comment! Actually "The Green Man's Door" is the title of the picture, so I just took inspiration from that and what the picture showed. The rest were just my imagination playing along...
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Very lovely. It's got a good sound to it, "Green Man's Door", a really pretty phrase, and it matches the picture well. A great way to simply ask for fall to finally get going.
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Thanks for the comment, Wolfbane. Sorry I didn't win anything, but I thank your for the honorable mention. Thanks! Jim
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Ah, I love this. Very well done. The imagery is great and the rhyme smooth. Quite imaginative and I believe does the pic justice. Blessings, Gypsy
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Thanks, Kitty, appreciate your kind words, and your warm applause!
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Wow. This is brilliant! I love the way you wrote this to a picture! WOW! Keep it up!!
One love,
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That is true, buffy. Glad you liked my poem, it seems you captured the meaning of it well! Thanks for the comment and the applause!
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Thanks for the comment, Joyce. I thought a little about what you said that this was almost a kyrielle, and wondered if it could work if I changed all last lines to the one I use in second stanza, "and must open the Green Man's door". Look over it again, with this change in mind - would it work? Thanks for the heartfelt words, and the heartwarming applause, sis!
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Meaningful As it reaches for the Stars
And the Green Man is ever present but we need patience for that door to open.The seasons move fast and sometimes the transitions seem slow as events happen and waiting seems endless.Spiritual and green,you encompassed something almost ethereal and yet the reality is there.And we will wait till He comes once more and the door will be opened to all,rich and poor. -
Bravo, Bravo, Bravo!!!
Jim, This was a great poem for sure, I almost thought it was a kyrielle till I noticed that the last lines in the stanzas were not exactly the same. Brilliant work my friend and dear brother. You never disappoint me with your words. I am curious to find out more of the Green Man now. My applause you get wholeheartedly for this and best wishes in the contest.
Joyce
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Thank you, Richard, for a long and interesting comment, and for your applause. I'm not sure if I understand everything you said, but as I understood it, it's the most poetic comment I've ever recieved.
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Hi, Linda! Glad you met the Green Man again. Thanks for the comment!
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Beatifulify worded.
On a hillside so far distant that most never see it is a door. Inside a man that makes things happen. Many names he has and many faces is he seen wearing, yet always the same man. This man has been killed, exiled, forgotten, cheated, emulated yet fated to always return. The hillside is not constant, yet it is believed, he prefers his door to face north or south away from the sun. His work needs the light of the earth more than that bigger orb. He knows of the children of the light and their years of flight from those with darkness in their souls. He will not smile at the light children until they stop misnaming and misdressing, misconfessing, and bad story telling.
Masks are for parties as props, when the wearers assume that they play is real, they are played by directors that are not always who they think. I am no longer being mis-directed of dis-affected. I have found love away from my rooms. The clouds are burning of now.....it rained last night. Richard V. H. -
great poem have not seen the name green man for
yearsflowed well and good job, .. Linda
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Thank you, Victor! I shouldn't be surprised you liked this poem. Please tell me if I remember right that there WAS a witch named Elenore there... if not, BUMMER!
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ahhh!!! the green man is one of my favorite characters in old legands!!!! im surprized to have found something on him in a poem!!! awesome jim!!!
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