Best Rosewood Poems

The truth stood downcast in the lie,
and more than one that week would die
when someone’s wife, who feared great shame,
then gave an innocent the blame.

Her scapegoat was both young and shy.
The truth stood downcast in the lie.
Her lover beat her, so she said
it was the...

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That Hundred-year-old rosewood door,
Imported from Brazil and hung before the civil war,
according to the local folklore,
It was a magnificent reddish brown wooden door. 
That adorned the front of a liquor store.
An Old newspaper clipping humorously 
describes the terrific uproar.
And the gore when a hundred local...

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Pigtails sat tightly on her head
Curls poking through
And framing her face.
The bear kept her company,
Sat close by her head.
The dolls sat carefully placed
Drinking tea around the table.
Her name in blocks
Across the wall,
Not easily missed by passing eyes.
A rainbow spread above her bed,
Sparkles raining down,
A crown...

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