Best Woodwork Poems

You Come Out of the Woodwork
By Franklin Price 
12/4/2017

You come out of the woodwork
Some from many years ago
Looking for the spotlight
For the fifteen minute show

Look what now is happening
When you to tell your youthful tale 
Others  jump the wagon
And the numbers make me pale...

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The sounds from the woodwork shop kept pounding in my ears, drilling  and knocking from the timeless machine spilling irritating sounds into solid air. I zoom them out as I walk about but the wind kept spinning them around, and the clueless rhythm from...

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Out of Woodwork Came Big Jerk

God said somewhere out of woodwork,
Would come Trump who is a big jerk;
Had our fill;
Always will;
Loves telling lies while he will lurk.

Jim Horn...

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They are in the woodwork of my mind 
framed memories fixed, nailed in time.
My father is there, silent as wood.
I sought to know him, but never could.
Mother’s presence splinters the air
I hear her still, voice cobbled in care.
Older sisters emerge, a polished veneer
whispering what others...

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