Long Woodpile Poems
Long Woodpile Poems. Below are the most popular long Woodpile by PoetrySoup Members. You can search for long Woodpile poems by poem length and keyword.
Pipe Lines of Kaimu: Imu Ground Oven
Preparations for 'Luau' (LOU-ow) or a Hawaiian Party-like event, for a church Luau, would be a 'Ho'ike' (hoe-'E-kay). The hunters will tie the hind legs of whatever animal will go into an 'i'mu' (E'-moo), which...
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Categories:
woodpile, appreciation, beautiful, blessing, celebration, happiness, religion, together,
Form:
Narrative
Keeping Up With the Boneses
Long before you were born, long before your great grandfather was born, in the time when magic was approximately eight times more plentiful than it is today, there lived a family in the remote part...
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Categories:
woodpile, fairy, magic, music, princess,
Form:
Other
States of Transition
Who were you today,
at your best moments?
Grouchy hermit
already missing quality dream times
and rhythms
when chimes greet pre-light's crust frosty dawn,
to get Yang, then Yin, up and out of our sangha,
ready to enter their own daytime...
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Categories:
woodpile, children, family, health, humor, life, love,
Form:
Parallelismus Membrorum
Wine Country
In a vehicle, once more this month. Though not going as far as the palm trees, my stomach’s lurching left and right. The baby’s alright! He coos from time to time as we weave through...
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Categories:
woodpile, family, travel,
Form:
Narrative
That Cellar Door
There is a woodpile in my in-laws’ cellar, and some coal, but other rumored things also.
And it has been there a long time since anyone tripped down these broken concrete steps.
Maybe twenty or thirty years;...
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Categories:
woodpile, moving on,
Form:
Free verse
Sylvan Summer Part I
The escape commenced.
The endless drive from middleclass suburbia
ala Levittown; across hill and dale,
packed in a 1947 black beauty
of a Lincoln Continental; to the land of Peyton Place
and Steven King; Maine.
Lemon up and tangerine down,...
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Categories:
woodpile, nostalgia
Form:
Narrative
Abandoned
Abandoned
The house, it leans far to the right
But it still looked determined to continue its fight
Against time and weather and gravities pull
Only dreams of the days when it’s windows were full
Of clean clear glass and...
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Categories:
woodpile, house, house, sad, time,
Form:
I do not know?
Dakota Skies Part 2
Earlier than usual, for the pigs have broken free from their pen,
We are allowed to quit the milking because someone must get them.
The excitement of getting to be with her sets us to a run
But...
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Categories:
woodpile, death, farm, spiritual, spring,
Form:
Ballad
Old Man Jonah
The tail upon the broken glass
darkness surrounds a haunted soul
An eclipse rents the stolen mans home
...
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Categories:
woodpile, fire,
Form:
Ode
The Wild Petunia
I never expected you to come to Australia first
Still with the appearance that I am familiar
I must travel across the ocean back and forth
And you? I wonder how could you come here?
I saw you...
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Categories:
woodpile, abortion, appreciation, feelings, flower, friend, friendship, grief,
Form:
Free verse
Martyrs
Fires burning, burning bright.
Not for warmth or even light.
Burning flesh seared...
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Categories:
woodpile, faith, history, religion,
Form:
Ballad
Dragonfly's Rest
A paradise is what enters my mind
When I reflect upon my dear estate
A soft bed and breakfast it imitates
Warm, cozy, and filled with precious antiques
Named for the turquoise dragonflies we love
But they are not the...
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Categories:
woodpile, happiness, life, nature,
Form:
Couplet
Fickle February
In our valley, often called the hardest month
breathes the fickle month of February,
When even the most beautiful of snowfalls
...
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Categories:
woodpile, nature, sea, seasons
Form:
Free verse
HERMIT'S FIRE IN THE FROZEN MEDIEVAL FOREST
HERMIT’S FIRE IN THE FROZEN MEDIEVAL FOREST
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The wind, a teeth-chattering dirge
through skeletal branches,
finds no purchase on the small flame.
He built it low, a secret
whispered to the snow-laden earth,
a defiant ember in the kingdom of...
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Categories:
woodpile, 12th grade, spiritual,
Form:
Free verse
Memory Lane
So much of beauty has come and gone
and never known its own worth
in farm and field in whitewashed barns
in the raucous music of the rooster.
Poorer are we for the loss of harrow and ax
the woodpile...
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Categories:
woodpile, family, food, loss, beauty, beauty,
Form:
Verse
Stars
Mind like an acrobat
She sways precariously back
and forth with the constant influx of travelers
Who never seem to stay more than a night
Part with their cynical phrases
And compare her to a trapeze
She is the calico...
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Categories:
woodpile, angst, emotions, identity, mental illness, sad, stars,
Form:
Free verse