Wood(A) Poems - Poems about Wood(A)

... God Absconded – Holy Saturday The morning of that blood flow day As Christ was dragged across the way, Beaten, scourged, purple mockery, Crown of thorns, tempting apothecary, Force walk thro......

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... The polished sphere, a weighted, gleaming thought, Released, it traces paths that man has wrought. A measured swing, a calculated grace, To conquer pins, that stoic, wooden face. Each roll,......

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...A ribbon of crimson, across the creek it lies, A red-covered bridge, beneath a pale blue skies. The weathered wood, a story it does tell, Of whispered secrets, and the magic of a spell. A path ......

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... On a bitterly cold Winter’s Eve, on my way to a birthday party, I passed a group of people singing in aid of charity, Their music was great, and the fire invitingly warm, so I stopped for......

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...Here's a story poem about a girl's tragic descent, imbued with dark imagery: A Broken Doll's Lament Tiny fingers, a gap in the wood, a scene etched in fright, A scream ripped from silence, shatter......

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...In the quiet of the night, a gentle rap, A sound that echoes through the silent gap. A simple gesture, a call to engage, The herald of connection, on life's stage. With knuckles meeting wood, a......

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... "The Great Forgotten Language" In the forest Love shows the way spreading seeds strange creatures come forth into the clearing of a known self some run away sp......

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...An old man plods slowly down the rutted middle Of an ancient dusty country lane, unmindful of his steps. His calloused sandaled feet know the way, As he has trodden this path to market for decades......

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...Outside in the garden an acrylic blue dragonfly takes my breath away, she is pinned on treated wood, a reminder of my mother's skillful hands Many a morning I played with my tea set on a dew fi......

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...A covered bridge across a lake Spanning decades without break A steadfast soldier tried and true Never querulous, sans ado Yet those who trod across its planks Never gave a word of thanks  Bu......

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...Each piece of greenery falls to mildew. On wood, a harsh fungus echoes sinew. Agony squirmed and sloughed in my body Then, all tumble, I grieve and feel guilty. Glare from sunli......

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...AUTUMN Cotton wood - A Haiku ~noctilucent fall a leafy cotton wood stalks summers autumn tree 12/3/21 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2021©......

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...A window to another world, perhaps to other times A window that is open when the midnight hour chimes Few see the midnight window sitting there in yonder wall ’tis said before and after twelve it ......

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...You walk into a secret garden in the middle of a hidden alcove The hawks are flying high and the silent sky whispers stay a while On the fence are morning glories climbing up towards the s......

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...What separates a blooming rose from dead seed in a field? It's life! It's life, no man defines, creation's child and yet The empty page, a piece of wood, a marble slab can yield, An art that ben......

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