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Lumbered

Early in a damp woodsman's camp
seeing sawyers from a logging town
to stop the conversation bogging down
as asked my age among other things
I replied, 'Cut off my head and count the rings,'
then had to be quick-witted and fast-footed
made a bee-line through the trees
so as not to lose my noggin
when a burly lumberjack grabbed his axe
I ducked

Categories: lumberjack, fun, humor, humorous, nonsense,
Form: Rhyme

Modern Lumberjack Sonnet

Clad in Kevlar on some forest land leased,
big saw in his hand, engine idling,
gets put to the tree and shatters the peace,
works it just right, and the tree is falling.
Adjusts his visor, then lops off the limbs,
the yarder comes down, cables cinch up tight,
makes sure it is a good distance from him,
then yanks the logs

Categories: lumberjack, appreciation, imagery, men, mountains,
Form: Sonnet

Old Lumberjack Sonnet

You see him in photos of black and white,
standing atop logs drawn by big horses,
he wears a thick wool to stay winter’s bite,
almost as this as the draft team’s courses.
Then he’s in a shack built in the forest,
a table with food made by the cookie,
no time for talking, and no time for rest,
has to shovel

Categories: lumberjack, appreciation, history, nature, nostalgia,
Form: Sonnet

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

Lumberjack

a lumberjack 
first cuts a bough
then its shadow

-- Souvenirs of Silence, Soman Gouda

Categories: lumberjack, imagery, imagination, metaphor, solitude,
Form: Haiku

Antique Loggers

It’s a romanticized picture
hanging on my dining room wall,
1907 lumberjacks,
one perched atop lumber stacked tall.

It’s winter, and they have a sled
pulled by two horses, looking bored,
twelve-foot pile of logs they pull,
one teamster with long reigns aboard.

It’s somewhere in the wilderness,
the nothing of northern New York,
four men on foot stand alongside,
dressed in wool for cold winter

Categories: lumberjack, history, horse, imagery, nature,
Form: Rhyme

The Lost River-Driver, Part Ii

...But times did change, the great drives stopped,
the state came and blew up the rock,
some though that Joe would now pass on,
but he still showed up on dark nights,
and his face was such a sad sight,
a ghost depressed, his one last purpose gone.
For decades the dead man looked blue,
what kept him here, nobody knew,
and he

Categories: lumberjack, death, heaven, history, nature,
Form: Narrative

The Lost River-Driver, Part I

It was a century ago
when Joe Gibbs’ rode the water’s flow,
driving logs through the river’s waves,
a young man only twenty years,
fast with a pick-pole, had no fear,
and never had they seen a man more brave.
At night he did joke with the guys,
in drunken song his voice did cry,
the river-driver’s all liked him,
he could make the

Categories: lumberjack, death, heaven, history, nature,
Form: Narrative

Jim the Lumberjack

Jim was a lumberjack from Borehamwood
A chainsaw mishap took off his manhood
His Love life was a mess
He now suffers from stress
So he made himself one out of oak wood .

He went to bed one night full of desire
Sue his wife put on her sexy attire
Things got steamy and hot
He gave it all he got
But with

Categories: lumberjack, humor,
Form: Limerick

Lumberjack Guide Senryu

i fracture the wood
you soothe the splinters of truth
i heal knowing more....

Categories: lumberjack, growth,
Form: Senryu

The Giant Lumberjack

There was a very old giant lumberjack of England,

who was invited to dinner at a wood-house upland,

but the chimney was a wee bit low,

and the doorway came up to his toe,

he cut down the house and they dined on bare land.

Categories: lumberjack, children
Form: Limerick