David Wood Poems

An orange sun blinked and yawned
Ending nights cold darkness and
Slowly started to rise in the East.
As darkness fled the shapes of
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When a poet meets
Someone they become fond of
They are lost for words
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As we go forth a sailing
On a starry, starry night
With the wind moaning and hailing
And a full moon still and bright
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When all the birds are asleep in the trees
And the earth cooled from the heat of the day
And the chilly night broken by a breeze
The prickly hedgehog comes out to play.
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From spring's soft cape gently blows wandering clouds.
Cool winds create billowing wisps in gentle airs
Casting moving shadows in green fields below.
And in fields of golden corn prickly ears do blow.
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Do you talk in bed?
Or do you read instead.

Or do you both lay there
In silence. Wondering where
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(You Tube - Jean Sibelius: Finlandia hymni version)

Hear me my love, as I lay slowly dying
With my last breath I whisper 'I love you'.
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This is summer. Long days and short nights,
Time to ponder and reflect, of long unused
Candles waiting for winter to be lit.

For whom does the bell toll as each hour passes?
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June burst forth with sunshine blest
Buds awakening on the stem of trees
Life awakens like a treasure chest
And butterflies flutter in the breeze.
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