Starkey
Starkey
May 17, 2013

She always nagged me
About loving my job
More than I loved her.

She was right.

Then one day
She chained herself
To a tree that had to go.

Die, hippy bitch.

Full title:
A Sad Lumberjack Dates a Nagging Hippy (An Honest Cautionary Tale)
let the lumberjack watch me fall
Gina Fuchs
Gina Fuchs
Feb 18, 2012

I wish I were alone
I wish the earth would grow roots in my legs
and the trees would hug me
and let their vines swing around me
I wish the monkeys would swing off me
the butterflies would rest on me
the caterpillars would morph with me
I wish I weren't human
I wish the moss would take refuge
under my branches
And the leaves would grow from me
and change in the fall
and then fall down,
down,
down.
I wish I smelt moist
I wish I smelt of dirt,
of the soft breeze
of the sea
I wish I were alone
I wish you would forget about me
I wish I could forget about you
all.
I'm sorry
I hate it here,
let the earth suck me in
let the leaves weigh me down
let the lumberjack watch me fall
like when you stripped me of my skin
carve me, carve me
let me go.

Alexis Zapzalka
Alexis Zapzalka
Apr 11, 2013

A life among the evergreens
is a fate fit for a king.
To sleep between the
sinewy arms of the pines
and let your heart fall
in rhythm with the
songbirds.
Finding shelter among
the rocks and streams
to hide from the
pollution that is
mankind.
To become a man
no more, but be one
with the Earth.

Rachael Stainthorpe
Rachael Stainthorpe
Nov 1, 2013      Nov 2, 2013

Taken by my hand,
warped and aged with time,
rings and rings of life, ingrained beneath my skin,
you hold me with ease,
and, I unravel with gravity, falling apart.
I bend and lean with the wind,
a slight breeze from you,
is enough to shake me from the ground,
to the sky,
and everything is naked,
and everything is the truth,
and i stand here, before you,
as you hold an axe in your hands.
Ready to fell me,
and take me apart.
My roots are old,
my heart is protected with years of warped timber,
my heart is protected as peach pit,
my heart is protected with poison ivy.
Yet in the spring i blossom,
In the summer i shine bright as the very sun,
And in the autumn i renew myself,
ready to ride the winter's harsh code.
You take me within your grasp,
I am a cold wind,
I am a summers breeze;
I am the very essence of life within you,
within me.
As you come to me, and take me,
And take me apart,
I am ready to go,
I am ready to be burnt by the fire,
and become the earth again.
So come at me,
but be warned I stand tall,
and built strong,
but beneath the outer layers,
I am truly a phenomenal piece of work,
given from the universe,
to you.
Bring your axe,
Bring your rough hands,
Bring your words.
I am rejuvenated by you.

Home again.

I hold the door, and sigh. Holding my axe in one hand,
Orange, white, and red plaid shirt. Chin covered in stubble.
A warm fire inside. My sweetheart reading by the hearth.
A glance up. Her light blue eyes, so inviting.
Her smile.

I enter.
And rest.

I am home again.
These lumberjack
Emily Madeira
Jul 24, 2010

These lumberjack
Chop at my heart
I trust them
Though it's not smart
They cut me
Through and through
Who I am
I wish I knew

than a lumberjack cryin'.
Kenneth Irving MacPherson

Better to be a live dog
than a dead lion.

Better to be a rollin' log
than a lumberjack cryin'.

Better to be a drunkin' fool
than a junkie's spoon.

Better to be a happy camper
than a hurtin' unit.

Better to be a fresh pamper
than full of shit.

© 2000

All Rights Reserved

This was my response to my friends and Family that were worried about my crazy life style.
Didn't kill me.

All Rights reserved 2000.
than a lumberjack cryin'.
Kenneth Irving MacPherson

Better to be a live dog
than a dead lion.

Better to be a rollin' log
than a lumberjack cryin'.

Better to be a drunken fool
than a junkie's spoon.

Better to be a happy camper
than a hurtin' unit.

Better to be a fresh pamper
than full of shit.

©2000

a lumberjack
Ivan Tmymoneyback
Jul 19, 2013

confined a man
a lumberjack
I really want my money back
I bought a massive rock of crack
it was shit, bought off a black
oh why sweet Jesus is this world so wack
just take a knife to my hairy back
oh you smack
sack
Iraq

One giant lumberjack,
Senor Negativo
Senor Negativo
Jul 8, 2012

Blank wall blank wall
on the mirror
what isn't the ugliest
among many!

I had a golden belt I pawned
for a day in the back house.
Relieved at not having lost the work.

One giant lumberjack,
whistling goodbye spade
its on to leisure I come.

I have a silver shawl I claimed
against a night in the front field.
Disappointed at having won the game.

Mirror mirror
on the wall
who is the fairest
of them all?

Snow White
 
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