Woodpile Poems - Poems about Woodpile

...In a vehicle, once more this month. Though not going as far as the palm trees, my stomach’s lurching left and right. The baby’s alright! He coos from time to time as we weave through lovely soil and ......Read the rest...

... Spring is still kicking its heels, in winters waiting room, expectations unravel. The squirrels are too awake, there is no sign of sleep, in their glittering eyes. Magpies peck at a low c......Read the rest...

...Preparations for 'Luau' (LOU-ow) or a Hawaiian Party-like event, for a church Luau, would be a 'Ho'ike' (hoe-'E-kay). The hunters will tie the hind legs of whatever animal will go into an 'i'......Read the rest...

...There were no gold medals to pin and no starters gun to begin but for sure we were out to win the Baptism of Fire Games. There on the PCG we played and so it was the toss was ......Read the rest...

...Creep around the stacks of wood To see if something's there That shouldn't be there if it could Before it vanishes into thin air Watch it crawl away too fast With a face of mud Because its face......Read the rest...

...I never expected you to come to Australia first Still with the appearance that I am familiar I must travel across the ocean back and forth And you? I wonder how could you come here? I saw you ......Read the rest...

...Mind like an acrobat She sways precariously back and forth with the constant influx of travelers Who never seem to stay more than a night Part with their cynical phrases And compare her to a tr......Read the rest...

...I was not made for the hutch No Wire fence to keep me in A bedroom light my search light I’m a Frabbit set me free To these four walls I must conform Someone’s else’s rules obey Your life con......Read the rest...

...There is a woodpile in my in-laws’ cellar, and some coal, but other rumored things also. And it has been there a long time since anyone tripped down these broken concrete steps. Maybe twenty or thi......Read the rest...

...There stands the painter upon his hill His wife is gone but not his skill On each and every rainy day He hunkers down for an outdoor stay A woodpile serves him as his chair From which he ca......Read the rest...

...Hunger, gelid, frigid, no nighty, In a long coldly winter night, Needy for a so big woodpile In dark, solo I had to chop Details are good chop -- sticks chum pal up -- marks choc-ice !!! Cho......Read the rest...

...Who were you today, at your best moments? Grouchy hermit already missing quality dream times and rhythms when chimes greet pre-light's crust frosty dawn, to get Yang, then Yin, up and out of......Read the rest...

...Earlier than usual, for the pigs have broken free from their pen, We are allowed to quit the milking because someone must get them. The excitement of getting to be with her sets us to a run But wh......Read the rest...

...crawling through tall green grass making miles of tunnels in fields all around a lake, the yearly rain makes floating on rafts crafted from grandpa's woodpile hot brown hills of slick dry grass sli......Read the rest...

...The tail upon the broken glass darkness surrounds a haunted soul An eclipse rents the stolen mans home trauma engulfs the woodpile homes webs c......Read the rest...