Wood Shavings Poems - Poems about Wood Shavings

... Everyone is so happy, up there on Mushroom Hill A place of peace and tranquility, and full of cheer The woodcutter goes about as mastering his skill Building a summer house for all the children ......

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...Crocheting needles waved her fingers from a self-disclosed mind Texture and pattern set lines like predictive text and autocorrect Wool over her eyes would know how to stitch up her soul-scape ......

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...It was a cold winter day on the Fundy Bay when the wind and the Ocean Raged You were a child with the sweetest smile who walked through a storm for a mile Over the frozen sand as I held your ha......

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...pile after pile of organic earth l left alone waiting and watching for wildness to grow, nearby oh plenty of phosphorus and untreated wood shavings layer after layer for the sun and what e......

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...I am a wood carver by instinct and intuition; I am not a wood carver by trade or profession. I carve the likenesses of things into something whole, Into the shapeless wood, I carve the essence of ......

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...The Whittlers The stately county courthouse was their usual meeting place, a columned Greek Revival, and a lovely public space. They sat upon their benches under lofty pecan trees, wood shaving......

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