Driftwood 30 Sunday Nov 2014 Posted by Caro Field in poetry ≈ Leave a comment A piece of driftwood Shaped like an axe-head, Lies on the shore. It appears to have been Dropped there By the hand that Excavated the stone It is lying upon Photo may be subject to copyright Share this: Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Like Loading...