David Wood Poems

Oh those lips that Love designed for kissing
Are of such beauty and so soft to kiss.
Yet Cupid’s arrow fired but keeps missing
Our paths seldom cross and do often miss.
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When you consider nature all around
You see the total perfection complete
Beauty in nature perfectly profound
In the eye of the beholder discrete.
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The Nightingale her sweet music does bring
Beautiful melodies to the woodland floor,
On a clear still day you can hear her sing
Beautiful songs unlocking nature’s door.
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If I were not to write again
Or bite into that cyanide laced apple
To hasten a quick end.
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We pollute the atmosphere day by day
With heavy industry belching out fumes
Burning fossil fuels is not the game to play
With smoke from chimneys pushing out dense plumes.
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Walking through a wood one day
I came across two paths leading around a lake
I pondered which one to take; looking at
Them both they looked almost identical,
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Heavy metal is coming to the Arctic
Men will come and grind and drill
And plummet the depths of the Arctic seas
Plundering the wealth hidden in the depths.
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Yellow, then soft pale orange
Slowly lit the morning sky.
Blue ice shrinking every day
With each sub zero dawn.
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If we could only see into the future
Like we can see our mistakes of the past
We could just be like the surgeon’s suture,
Cut out life’s mistakes with a stitch to last.
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