Best Hunting Knife Poems

~Woody Wood From the Hood~

Deep, inside yourself, you walk a sour way of life,
Carving my name, on every tree with a hunting knife
You log in,...

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Love went to the liquor store
She bought a bottle
Drank until the bottle was dry
Walked on over to the hardware store
Where there she bought a hunting...

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(after Alfred de Vigny)

He glided through the somber pines, 
a shark in surly ocean. 
In truth, I loved his sleek, low lines, 
the danger in...

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She was lost and cried all night, heart broken and sad
Old wounds ached from countless jagged scars and flaws
It was an evil monster, abusive and...

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Warm Heart Warm Hands

Evening fell with blizzard snow along the lake
It had turned to a thick smooth sheet of ice
Shades of gray black set in...

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Flim-Flam dances to the beat of a drugged out drummer
Her moves are suggestive and sometimes vulgar
Her hands are soiled and damp holding onto the grimy...

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To Kill The Choctaw Cow

The Choctaw Nation Oklahoma, with proud and noble people
Hunting is our nature and our way
Pretty Tail was a family member, a...

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Sighing, he shouldered the old duffle bag
And followed others as they sauntered down the gangway
Free at last, from the ship's cramped and stench-filled quarters,
He smiled,...

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Used to be an individual
now I'm just a complex number
stripped away from my own individuality
made me uncomfortably wake from my
slumber.

Used to be a boy wonder.
I...

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Don't worry about her they said
Her bark is worse than her bite
But what they didn't know
Is that she used her claws to fight

Suddenly she changed...

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I have this recurring fantasy. I travel to northern Ontario and hire a bush pilot who flies me to the Great Slave Lake. It is...

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Christmas eve

 It wasn't quite a silent night
 wrapping and bows had taken flight
 the girls were stirring in their bed
 cause egg nogg'ed parents...

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It began as love stories do,
A whirlwind romance.
Then courtship led the couple to
A tender wedding dance.

They thought it would last forever,
The love they felt back...

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Robert Bear was sixteen years and lived south of Jackson Hole.
Where he was tired of a living and the dreams that it had stole.
He wished...

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Word Lyric for Music #4

”Hearing the Wind in Garden City”

Got off the train at silent midnight,
Standing in the glow of a swerving streetlight,,
Then I heard...

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