Hope Woodpecker Poems

At the far end
of the ward sat Dan
	his legs gone.
Ulcerated, so much pain, 
	and waiting
for many weeks,
	he'd said, “Yes”
to the surgeon.
	Legless now
he sat waiting for...

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The woodpecker pecks gracefully on the house.
It’s bothersome knocks wake me from a sound sleep.
I wonder why?
What a foolish animal
Does it not know that the...

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