Ironwood Poems - Poems about Ironwood

The sun sets leaping in fierce golden shafts As days shift shorter with Winter’s warning We seek emblazoned fires from the chilled drafts That glaze windows from iced winds each morning As twilight falls stale dead leaves swirl rifting Barbed smells of Pine and Tannin Oak scent streams From forest floor fumes in brisk air hinting Drab pumpkin, peach and tawny spiced...

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I saw you with my ears; before my eyes could ever let you in Felt you deep within my heart; before my fingertips could begin Fully lost; I found a new spectacular, hopeful; kind of grin My mind felt piquant; long before my lips ever sensed your soft skin Your laughter; plays song melody, like an Ironwood violin Ignoring my...

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The 90 year old Could no longer bend or even lean Over His brother’s grave Stands in the sun with his planted cane At his elbow Tells me He hears his brother speak from the grass “Bobby, where have you been all these years?” Dad turns to me Says when he was 13 And the Army telegram arrived at the house And his mother and father tore...

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The best fire wood to be found If dried it cannot be split Extremely dense and heavy And as hard as nails Leathery evergreen leaves Red bark peeling from the trunk Whitish flowers, red berries Growing from a cliff It’s known as the Ironwood tree But that’s not its actual name A Pacific Coast native The Madrona tree Trees Everywhere Contest Entry by Charles Sides...

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Not to far From our backyard Grows a large Ironwood Tree. Its trunk is carved With a heart That holds the love You promised me. Every day I pass that way Too enjoy the shade of our Ironwood tree. To place my hand Over that scar To feel the love You have given me. When I'm gone On my stone Engrave for me An Ironwood tree....

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