Short Wood Poems
Short Wood Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Wood by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Wood by length and keyword.
One more log on the fire
before i turn in
yet the smell excites me
to watch open flames dance
lively in the fire ring
Highgate's Lawson Wood
lovred to illustrate when he could
Posters&cards with much humour
imagined scenes in caricature
Wood fences are better neighbors they keep the outside world out when metal fences let you see what you don't want to see
its has to be
get in need key
has to be strong
both belong
its understood
well and good
its made
of
DOOR AND WOOD
Doormat Sally
Doormat Sally cried the moment she
discovered that she was allergic
to shoe wipe and cat pee.
FRACTURED
~~~~~~~~~~~
fractured wood whispers
tales told of time and toil
scars reveal beauty
The living room furniture
don't laugh, just cry ...
It well knows that one day,
a beautiful tree
in the forest
once was ...
An angel of wood
Facing his summer garden
Of flowers and birds
Which he grew from his own mouth
Without a mind to observe
dean wood,
is no good,
chop him up,
for fire wood.
a rhyme my mum used to sing to me when i was a child?
go figuire.
The Capercaillie
Most delightful wood grouse
Striding so graceful
http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/nature3.php
It is much like pulling teeth
Getting a grip on technology
I feel like a wooden relic in time
Learning new ways with old mind
Am i right to post on here,
am i right for bending your ear?
me mum told me id never be no good,
cos nothing ever becomes of wood
Fine dust slumbering under earth and wood
aroused by morning dew,
he awakens from beneath downy moss
to become my tiny mushroom.
A wood carved elf
placed on a shelf,
his bones began to tingle.
He said to himself,
I'll jump off the shelf
to work for old Kris Kringle.
Red fire blazing in the wood;
just charred stumps where trees once stood.
The denizens must flee and run
because the deadly flames have won.
would you? yes I would
what in here, or in the wood?
maybe, if you would
get a rubber, if you could,
we to heaven, with your wood
Visual #1
The wood in spring quietly awaits sunlight
Wake up, wake up insists mother nature
End your gentle slumbering, winter has gone
Show us your beauty
Pondering two thoughts
about this dusty old room.
At first I feel abandoned
and a bit of gloom
My emotion turned to sad
Wanting to decorate glad.
Caustic soda smells!
Teeming with logs, bark and slabs.
Motors at the vats
Pump and pump strong til
Suddenly! Circulation
Stops by the wood rats.
The Woman Who Could Eat Wood Eats a House
For free,
The Woman Who Could Eat Wood ate a pine house
for a too bitter, battered and bruised divorcee.
Circles of light
In Lebanon
This conversation
From God
Descending through
The cedar forest
Blessing the strong wood
For the Phoenician
Ships builders
A silent maid
born of starlight
glides forlorn
deserted by moons
and her blessed tribe
in hallowed mansions
far beyond
the wooded places.
My entry-C
Chopped up wood inside the forest,
Breaking away,
Logs of dead wood,
Inside my heart,
I’m sad that they’re dead,
But I’m happy that the live ones,
Are live!
I have a craving for cheese
Milky smooth and oozy;
Hot and melty, buttery
Cheese sauce smothering
My broccoli wood
It’s cheesy
Joy.
Some day
we will FLOAT
AWAY
into the clouds
If we believe
and if We
Pray
Day by Day
someday
some day is not To day
but Surely will be
one day
WOOD !