Woodgrain Poems - Poems about Woodgrain

...There is a room in you with no name on the door— I press my ear to it and pretend the hush inside is mine. I have traced the woodgrain like scripture, named each knot with the things you do......

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...If I wasn't a poet My mind might be blank For I wouldn't see The age of the tree Texture of woodgrain Or great bug terrain Just a plank If I wasn't a poet My heart might s......

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...Resourceful - conjuring bulk from brain brew Remorseful - predictable poetry, spirit sinking Perception - radically alters the same view Pareidolia - open gate self driven thinking Eradicate ......

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...An age in our existence its story’s on my mind, I find some sweet reflections in seasons passing by, My soul yearns so, for that which ‘was’, A time of dust gold-wheat where timber stools sat by ......

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