David Wood Poems
|2.||Loves Last Letter||3/25/2013|
|3.||The Copper Beech||3/25/2013|
|5.||Red Kite Hunting||3/25/2013|
|8.||Winter On The Farm||3/25/2013|
|10.||Hope Springs Eternal||3/25/2013|
|12.||Loves Red Rose||3/25/2013|
|21.||On Line Dating||3/26/2013|
|28.||Starting The Day||3/26/2013|
|29.||Toad's Day Out||3/30/2013|
|30.||The Elusive House Sparrow||3/30/2013|
|31.||Maid To Measure||4/2/2013|
|33.||Sonnet 4: What Soothing Balm It Is To Watch My Love||6/30/2013|
|34.||Of Gods And Atoms||8/10/2015|
Bluebells carpet the woodland floor
Packed so tightly that insects tip-toe
Softly and quietly between them.
Their beauty unlocks a woodland door
With such colour of delicate blue,
And a fragrance that is heaven sent.
They droop their heads in the spring rain,
With their beauty making all things new.
Their magic weaves a pleasant spell
A sea of blue that meanders in the breeze
And floats delicately over the forest floor,
Their fragrance creates a delicate smell.
Nature now has all its beauty brought
To the fore before summer casts its ...
Trumpty Dumpty is having a ball
Trumpty Dumpty will have a big fall
When he opens his mouth and has something to say
Even the Republicans just run away.
Trumpty Dumpty has a new friend
The Democrats, they'll love him till the very end,
As people go over to them with a burning desire
He'll leave the Republican Party in the deepest mire.
Trumpty Dumpty deserves a medal with great rapidity,