Monday, 5 December 2011

woodturner

old barn floor
deep in shavings
sawdust carpet
woodturner stands

awaits inspiration
thinking
designing
creative 

found wood
from many places
branch trunk bole
await their future

take a piece
grain important
experience invaluable
instinct chooses

hours later
from rough irregular
to smooth beauty
hold and cherish

such skill
craft of miracles
creation of the exquisite
wood turner at the lathe

8 comments:

upwoods said...

I feel like I am in the wood shop. Can almost smell the shavings!

the cuby poet said...

upwoods: Woodturning fascinates me and I can watch for ages.

Lady Mondegreen's Secret Garden said...

It sounds like someone close to you is making Christmas presents :-)

Doris said...

He made a small delicate fruitbowl. I can smell the fruit and feel the wood. Love it!

the cuby poet said...

Lady M: I love to watch the woodturners at Heligan gardens.

the cuby poet said...

Doris: Something beautiful with the smell of the wood still clinging.

Nubian said...

Love your poetry. Not dark or way over my head. ;~) Thanks for following me - following you right back.

the cuby poet said...

Nubian: So glad to welcome you here. I am enjoying writing poetry and hope that it appeals to all types of people! :)