Friday, 5 August 2011

Dave Wood Nottinghams Perambulators poem inspired by my wood craft

she turns life round
turns round life
chips away
- fresh ghosts
appear from an old tree

she feels the power
of where the spirit rests

knows its soul
fimds its common grain
and breathes it true

sometimes i think
she hears voices

telling her who she is

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