David Wood

Gold Star - 12,215 Points (07 April 1950 / London)

David Wood Poems

441. Sunset 4/15/2013
442. Ode To The Golden Daffodil 4/24/2013
443. Hope 5/10/2013
444. The Girl With The Pearl Earring 8/2/2013
445. Autumn 10/11/2013
446. Of Golden Leaves 9/16/2013
447. Cherry Tree 8/27/2013
448. Mirror 4/26/2013
449. Memories 1/9/2014
450. Sonnet 88: Trees 12/16/2013
451. 1914 4/12/2013
452. Bluebells 5/9/2013
Best Poem of David Wood


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 ...

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Golden Leaves

Autumn ushers in the golden blaze of leaf
When every tree delightfully looks their best,
And long shadows point with fingers brief
With the sun slung on a low horizon blest.

The pale days, now shorter as of late,
Mark the end of summer and the eve of winters fall.
Blackberries sprinkled in the hedge soon to make
A feast of a pie at the end of summer ball.

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