The Green Maidens

The Green Maidens
The Green Maidens

The Green Maidens


Awakened by sudden light

glow of three magnificent

presentations of female

so I look away.


Between local pond and barn

the pushing dance of a birth

below hanging birds of prey

reason for the three.


Golden hair yellow petals

the three have seen in silence

the answer is trying twice

so you get it right.


They wear green leave shirts and skirts

green maidens I see in dreams

faces intricate as leaf

they turn eyes aside.


A run to open a door

present when woman shivers

arrow knocked drawn from quiver

to keep a distance.


The three chatter full of air

they sing bars of same new song

across the globe of the world

they sing of their pain.



Knowing not to stare walk by

immediately regret

opening my eyes to see

my heart to these three.


To the chicken coop for eggs

return to vast library

to invite the feminine

to hearty breakfast.


Swirl of intake and output

words relentless clarity

on each of the women’s hearts

the three perfect at work.


Autumn in San Fransisco

sifts some blue through white cloud bay

a soft invisible rain

names one woman owns.


A doe dying in the rain

these three deer step their boundaries

their jumping and the playing

with their heads lowered.


Stop for lunch near wild fig tree

take off their cloths feel their skin

lay down near the tree roll around

near heavy ripe fig.



One angered by my writing

love poems are vanity

not the smell of sweet Birch blooms

she preferred silence.


Three women bow on gravel

to share what the years have taught

the moments of pleasant task

proper use of tools.


There are men singing in their dreams

they sit on red sand with dogs

hold the dogs off with their feet

song of private land.


Caterpillars on Oak limbs

rattles of antlers on buck

fight in circle of moonlight

to unveil the third.


They sit and they drink their wine

and talk about all their thoughts

on Calochortus flowers

the land during spring.


Examine aged bodies

to love all their scars deeply

place their gifts at the alter

blessings of their love.

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My name is Jamie Lee Hamann and I have a passion for writing short fiction and poetry. I started writing for TCE around 2015 and since then I have finished seven collections of poetry and plans for more. I currently live in Lemmon Valley NV with my family. If you desire to find my other work on the internet feel free to stop by my website The website offers articles on poetry, poems, and links to all my other writing.

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