David Wood Poems

The chequered rug lay on the ground
Hard boiled eggs and tomatoes on
Plastic plates. A jug of lemon juice
With bees buzzing all around.
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Let not the look of Love stray from thine eyes
Or show a frown on such a sweet forehead,
Or look disdain with breasts of such deep sighs,
And lay quiet and still in our marriage bed.
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She carried the whole world slung on her back
Some threadbare clothes in a rotten old sack.

Heavy lines etched on her weary face,
For her lot in life she had lost the race.
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From the beauty of the earth
To the pangs of sweet nature's birth
From the depths of the oceans deep
To the mountains tall and steep.
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The woman is now perfected,
Her dead

Body has reached it's final goal,
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Of all the places,
Being together with you
Is my favourite.
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Daffodils open the season of spring,
They were the last spring flower she saw.
Now new grass and blossom does sing
Springs song as cold frosts begins to thaw.
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In this cold weather
My one remaining orchid
Blossoms full of hope
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The remainder of 2021 now
Dwindles in the hourglass as
I collect my scattered thoughts
Walking around the marina.
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When we look at the stars in
The night sky we think of how
Far they are away from us, and
Our minds wander, as well as
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