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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Horror  |  House: Booksie Classic

The Green Man is a living being composed of grass, vines, weeds.

Made of grass and vines
The Green Man strangles prey,
Leeches their fluids out.

Blending into grass
Hiding within hedges,
The Green Man can't be caught.

Rustling through ivy
Upon an ancient building,
Lost from people's sight.

Roiling like the sea
The Green Man is rarely seen,
Except when he strikes.

Twirling vines reach out
Ensnare the unexpecting,
Slowly reeling in.

Weed-poison kills him
If only you can track him down,
Hidden in plain sight.

Coiling like a snake
Through the unmown grasses,
Around a country town.

Ivy vines rippling
The Green Man hides within,
Safe from the angry hordes.

© Copyright 2021, Philip Roberts
Melbourne, Victoria, Australia

Submitted: May 24, 2021

© Copyright 2021 Philip Roberts. All rights reserved.

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tom mcmullen

Good one Phillip!

Mon, May 24th, 2021 7:39am

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