green green green
let the whole world
be covered in green
let moss cover my skin
an emerald beard
and a fine head of hair
(how i miss my hair)
let me bathe in algae-filled
ponds and be so slick
with mud that the leeches
will look elsewhere for a meal
let flowers fall
from my mouth
and bees circle my head
let hummingbirds
dart in and out of my ears
seeking nectar
and let me green
and let me be watered
and let me sink roots
into the earth
——
Words and Feathers 
“‘mid hushed, cool rooted and budded Tyrian…”
The last lines brought to mind these lines from Keats’ “Ode to Psyche”. 🙂
Outstanding! Your poem reminds me of the Green Man whose face is made up of leaves.
I think I was channeling Whitman a little. 🐸 That emoji is the closest I could find to the Green Man.
Very funny!