Chopping Poems - Poems about Chopping

... Twas daybreak as this bright morn I rose Greeted at breakfast by my darling Rose A brief time together as by seven I've left Out to the garden, the street and then left Along cobbled paths wh......Read the rest...

...Was the grandest parade of the year I saw the king's carriage pass by Then suddenly I started twitching As dust gathered in my right eye I was blinking in a panicked mode And I thought I had bee......Read the rest...

...I started chopping, one by one the non gratae parts of my Temple, while unbeknownst to me pebbles were already spreading whispers in all directions. Shh..don’t speak so loud You might as well ......Read the rest...

...The grandmother speaks to her granddaughter: When I was a girl the best advice from a loving parent concerning, A suitable mate for their daughter, Was 'find someone your own age', Don't fall fo......Read the rest...

...What’s worse than hating someone you used to love? Someone you admired disappointing you Again and again I didn't want to be proven wrong I didn't want my friends Who I defended you to Ending u......Read the rest...

...Soul's laugh soul's cry Soul's live soul's die But what of the soul's of trees Sipping soil in which we bleed Nature uses our body to feed Colorful tears shed are leaves Falling like a ballet......Read the rest...

...Scientists have grown an entity that closely resembles an early human embryo, without using sperm, eggs or a womb. The Weizmann Institute team say their "embryo model", made using stem cells, loo......Read the rest...

...Let's start with nothing A slight headache Disgruntled by a faraway thought I'm in the place before Always later it's fine It's in knowing this that I rest Love will cascade Or I'll get distra......Read the rest...

... There's wood for chopping stacked up near the door to fuel warm fires in the kitchen stove which Papa proudly bought when I was four, long time before I left this house to rove. A puppy lies ......Read the rest...

...fade out from the camera lens the lotus bloomed from the broken glass soil all things came into perspective as every toil was put into focus every shard set a different scene a series kaleidos......Read the rest...

...Daddy potato head was using his hoe in a wicked way Chopping up parsley and rhubarb, throwing it past Monday Tuesday did not like it, it is shriveled and dried up he said. Daddy Potato head did no......Read the rest...

... If it were not for writing, I would remain as I am, voiceless wanderer, lost in chatter; no different than meditation, mere spectator of unfolding drama, chopping wood, carrying water. My ......Read the rest...

...He's on a health kick, Running until he's feeling sick. No alcohol or flavoured vapes, Sleeping eight hours with closed drapes. Chopping up veggies with brown rice, Drinking green smoothies w......Read the rest...

...There is no need to run outside for better seeing, nor to peer from a window. rather abide at the center of your being, for the more you leave it, the less you learn. LAO-TZE ....................Read the rest...

...Grab up some pine I cut up last weekend, back creaks as I put it up on the block, splitting maul flashes, in an arc descends, sinks deep in the wood with a meaty THWOCK. Logs splinter off, tumble......Read the rest...