Carvers Poems - Poems about Carvers

...The nobility, the priesthood, The common, the slaves A life's journey fixed, Elected for life or Passed from father to son. Omens, divinations, Predictions, reading future They were skilled ......

Continue reading...

...A Sitka Sunset Mute wind chimes on the Totem Trail Ring through purple mists in Platinum testimony to evergreens adorned in dusk And leftovers from raindrops splashing from totem beaks, Cedar......

Continue reading...

...Why would one ask, If the carving of a mask Is, indeed, a task When to simply this question ask Is itself a task? Mask carvers in their job bask, Their wine glasses beside a cask, Their Af......

Continue reading...

...A thousand fair suitors all stab at your heart, those poets of movement and jockeys of art. The high-volume vendors who hustle romance, splashing their canvas with color and dance. The blas......

Continue reading...

...Would the real “Matthew Scott Harris” please stand up! Yo...over here in Schwenksville, Pennsylvania all the other ones (that follow below)... them guys imposters I write – every ƒµ©**** one. ......

Continue reading...

...With chisels, carvers Chip away bits and pieces Sinewy fibre; What emerges from the wood Is the essence of its soul.......

Continue reading...

...If you have a dragon, a great furnace he makes. belching his fire can heat your entire place. But, there is one problem, non initially foreseen; you see dragons, like people, have their own dreams......

Continue reading...

...CHOP SHOP The Villages at Carver ate Four tires and a steering wheel Their hunger pangs would not abate So they acquired plans to steal A screwdriver And a wrench too A steel ha......

Continue reading...

...Upon bitterly cold dawning hours of one January 2000 day the Harns family desperately sought a place to live – “hay there” Nelson Swartley (an independent realtor) politely responded bringing unw......

Continue reading...

...To make his jack-o-lantern, My husband wields a knife And carves a slightly scary face To make it come to life. It isn’t sketched or plotted; Just some time is all he needs And before he’s ev......

Continue reading...

...There was a time so carefree we were. Time we had more than enough! A blue sky meant a sunny day. Our eyes with merry would dance Thinking of another day in a cave; A fascinati......

Continue reading...

...Skeletal garden stalks rattle, shivering, long leaved arms rustle in the wind, bony fingers snap in rhythm to October’s haunting song; they gather as shadowy hillside wraiths, spectral companio......

Continue reading...

...The life in the wood will be revealed by the wood carver. Chipped away with chisel and mallet; wood displays its secrets. Wood carvers release the spirits trapped within the wood. ...

Continue reading...

...The life in the wood will be revealed by the wood carver. Chipped away with chisel and mallet; wood displays its secrets. Wood carvers release the spirits trapped within the wood.......

Continue reading...

...MYSTERIOUS HABITATS Wonderful is the monument Tajmahal It buries mysterious human track mole It bears the memory of a love that compelled To activate many to shed blood in sweat It casts the......

Continue reading...