Best Woodcock Poems
Who Was Lizzie Van ZylWho was Lizzie Van Zyl?
A small girl stands on Woodcock Bridge
Pointing at her reflection in the water.
The glint from the sun, and a cold wind,
Distorts a distant memory of gold, and places long forgotten.
For the bridge and the girl are forever linked
The bricks paid for...
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Categories:
woodcock, history, girl, birth, girl,
Form:
Free verse
London Journey FascinationLONDON JOURNEY FASCINATION
First time on a mainline LNER train *
When you’re five’s a signal whistle
For six hours Kings Cross to Newcastle **
Sightseeing. Walk along platform to...
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Categories:
woodcock, traveljourney, london, me, time,
Form:
Enclosed Rhyme
Upon Visiting GortmoreThe new roves are not like the old,
They purvey an unwieldy aspect
To their elderly kindred folk;
Even on this steep hill forms encroach
Upon an edifice grand of bygone grandeur;
So to ‘Ghurt Muire’ that Jacobean domain
With its winding entrance avenue,
And meadows of barley cane;
There the ancient...
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Categories:
woodcock, uplifting,
Form:
Pastoral
Hero of An HourToday ignorance uttered words in the court of kings,
as we waited too long for coruscation of brilliancy,
serendipity smiled on nescient,
and crowned rebellion for one hour.
utterances from idle lips ,
foist on passerby along nature’s path,
As filthy rebel from the woodcock progeny,
Spoke with grandeur of...
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Categories:
woodcock, anger, bullying, conflict, hurt,
Form:
Clerihew
A Walk In the WoodsThe mist hangs low. No panic though,
no cause for distress, just mustard - and cress
adorns the forest floor, no roar, just the soaring
of woodcock, no shock of the dead, just the red
of poppies on man made redoubts, moss covered,
with Plovers eggs,undiscovered, in its secret...
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Categories:
woodcock, remembrance day, war,
Form:
Free verse
Just YesterdayJust yesterday she flew through my mind
Not like a falcon, but more like a woodcock who was beautifully taking its time
My! She was so fine...
So fine was our time
Just yesterday she flew through my mind...
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Categories:
woodcock, appreciation, beautiful, feelings, lost
Form:
Free verse