Treasure Island

Mark Heathcote

(22/03/66 / Manchester)

Wooden


You are not wood that shall float or sink
You are not ebony or a bit hard
You're not cork or someone to play tiddlywink
Or balsawood lost in a lumberyard.

You're not a byword for aircraft models
You cannot fly or even catch the wind…
Nor an oak carved into idols.
Yet, you sure are wooden, thick-skinned.

Submitted: Sunday, July 13, 2014

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