sun and shadow
dancing the bones
between the tonights
laid over growing
groundcover dark
within the wode
acorn man mad they
call his wanders
under oak over stone
pond water mirrors
his autumn ways
hey hey they call of above
do not walk yourself lost
black laughter rising
he laughs along
wanderwalking the wode
acorn man disguised
7 responses to “acorn man”
I managed to comment on the ravensweald site this time, although it still wouldn’t accept a Like. Progress, however. 🙂
Progress!
😂😂😂
An ode to the Green Man, me thinks.
I suppose that you are right, in a way. Let me go grab me sticks. 😉
🙂
Now I’ve gotta dance… 😉