Best Woodsman Poems

He is a quiet, gentle man,
With a friendly, easy smile.
He's helpful and considerate,
Honest, without guile.

He works as the county game warden.
His family lives in the dell.
Well mannered, friendly, peaceful folk,
But no one knows them well.

If ever there is trouble,
He's there to set things right.
There is...

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there was a woodsman that lived in rosewood
approached a nymph sleeping in underwood
a gambler loved by the bards
sat down with a deck of cards
with sleight of hands lost his axe, boots and hood

4/11/2018...

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there was a woodsman called jacks
who swung the worlds sharpest axe
one or two chops thats all
giant fir trees would fall
that's the fun fallen fir facts...

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He is a quiet, gentle man with a friendly, easy smile.
He's helpful and considerate, honest, without guile.
He works as the county game warden, his family lives in the dell.
Well mannered, friendly, peaceful folk but no one knows them well.

If ever there is trouble he's there...

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There she sat
watching him swing his axe.
Her need turned to affection.
Watching, waiting to see what happens next.
The trees mimicked the times he's spent in her eyes,
The woodsman who gathered logs for his cottage not too far.
Soon he’d look up to find her gaze.
There he stood,...

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Early in a damp woodsman's camp
seeing sawyers from a logging town
to stop the conversation bogging down
as asked my age among other things
I replied, 'Cut off my head and count the rings,'
then had to be quick-witted and fast-footed
made a bee-line through the trees
so as not to...

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