David Wood Poems

Your sweet love is such music to my ears
A gentle symphony quietly played,
The sweetest music that any man hears
Always vibrant and alive, never staid.
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'Tis a modern surgery
But the waiting room
Chairs are sad
With the tiredness
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She was a riddle in four syllables.
She had two names,
The other, Victoria Lucas.
She was a red fruit met with indifference.
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Will Shakespeare, our greatest sonnet writer,
Left his mark in history with his plays;
Crafted his sonnets making his words brighter
And his plays most enjoyable in all ways.
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Her beauty walks before her
Night and day blend together
In cloudless skies and starry nights
Her eyes warm the earth and
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Now is the moment
To find where the homeless are
And make their Christmas.
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It's so nice to have
A slow walk and long chat on
A cold winter's day.
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Will the Red Dragon
Overcome the Three Lions
I really hope so….
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The farmer phoned this morning
With news of our bird
And it's all so depressing
The worst I have heard
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The joggers running around the lake
Looked as if they were about to give birth.
They say no pain no gain but they were
Obviously stressed out to say the least.
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