I am The Green Man of The Hill yonder,
My heart as black as my long gone bones,
my friends are nothin'
but the sticks and stones,
Oh hey,ho,
up onthe mountain clear,
there's nothin' but snow,
but you'll see my lad,
who knows if Lady Summer
will be good or bad.
Oh, bread and wheat,
and what
goats do eat,
are growin' there my lad,
with pretty girls inside them fields
you shouldn't be too sad.
Sarah Brown,
the only girl I knew,
who let her hair hang down,
Said"John,you'll never change",
Says I"You didn't know ti'll now?"
I Am The Green Man Of The Hill Yonder.
A contest entry
- Picture Prompt by Sue Cardwell.
950 points, ended December 18, 2008, 20 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
The Green Man
Comments
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Thank you for your entry in the contest, this made for interesting reading, although we thought the ending was a little strange.
All the best...Sue
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hmmmmm.....
Very good over all. you have a couple of typo's{ mostly you didn't put spaces}. The end is a little akward
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