I have a friend who knows carpentry.
She is handy with awl and adz,
Lumber and level.
Her shop is heady with the scents of fresh wood
Stain and paint;
And her manicure is always perfect,
Demonstrating that there is no justice in the universe.
There, where the air is fragrant with epoxy and Emeraude,
She sees the finished item in all its beauty and utility
Before she ever puts blade to board.
If I were wood,
I would open to her like a morning smile,
Knowing I was in the hands of a master.
When I am opened by life, cut by words, hurt by love, stained by doubt,
I like to stand in my friend's workshop;
I find faith in the sawdust.
When I am feeling most fragile,
Lonely and
Tired,
I like to watch what she can do
That I can't.
I see grace at her fingertips,
Comfort and purpose in the continuing racket and mess.
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Non justice in the world. You hit the nail on the head. So to speak.
ReplyDeleteI love woman who can pull that stuff off.
ReplyDeleteI love the opposites in people - my best friend was a perky cheerleader who majored in nuclear engineering.
Wow, that speaks volumes. Love it.
ReplyDeleteStrict lesbyterian! I am HOWLING over that one!
ReplyDeleteKristin--pretty cute: "hit the nail on the head"
ReplyDeleteDo all Lesbyterians follow strict lesbyterianism? (Got a 'kick', so to speak, out of that one, also!)
Otherwise, SHAY (after all, this is YOUR blog -grin!), you certainly have a 'way' with words, like a painting, freshly done, with ease and easel, for all to read or see, and pluck from it their own thoughts, interpretations
Life is so like that at times, those who can and those who support. Came by way of Kritin. Oh, yeah there is a whole community of us out there. Glad to find your one of us too. Just wanted to stop by and say hi dear one! (Hugs)Indigo
ReplyDeleteI love this!! We all come baring different gifts. It's what makes us complete each other as friends.
ReplyDeleteBtw, your letter is "W" in the word game. I'd love to see what you come up with. :)
Very cool!
ReplyDeleteI just stopped to say hi; Kristin sent me over here, as I am also in recovery. Good to see you!
ReplyDeleteThanks, everyone, and welcome to all the new faces! I'm glad you all stopped in!
ReplyDeleteAnd yes, we're very very strict around here. LOL!
"W" it is, Scarlet! Look for that tomorrow!
Hello! I came by on Kristin's recommendation too. 23 years sober - wow! Glad to see another one of us thriving in the blog world.
ReplyDeleteIncredible piece you have written that captures so much and SAYS so much!!
ReplyDeleteVicarious, welcome! Thanks for dropping by!
ReplyDeleteParis, gee i appreciate your comments. I'm glad you keep visiting and reading!
perfect manicure you say? i think that's agains the law, heee heee heee. lovely poem!!!
ReplyDeleteShe sees the finished item in all its beauty and utility
ReplyDeleteBefore she ever puts blade to board.
OoooOOOOooooo - it's all about actualising the vision bay-be xxx... love this poem from begininng to end xxxxxxx
utility! *swooooons* tee hee :-D
ReplyDeleteIf it isn't, it ought to be, Shadow. Carpenter's with perfect fingernails, it isn't right. I feel diminished!
ReplyDeleteoOo, why am I not surprised that this one appealed to you, K? Lovin' me some KKKKKKKKKKKKKK! :-)
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ReplyDeleteI'm sorry, Shay, I had a typo so I deleted it and I'll try to be good this time, I promise.
ReplyDelete"When I am opened by life, cut by words, hurt by love, stained by doubt, I like to stand in my friend's workshop; I find faith in the sawdust."
This is classic.
I am an amateur carpenter and I can relate to everything - except the perfect manicure. If only...
A typo! You should have donated it to Jannie Funster for her "Bord On A Wire" posts!
ReplyDeleteAnother great poem...
ReplyDeleteWOW...thats all I can say...except, congrats on Post of the Day mention at David's...but, really...WOW
ReplyDeleteSandi
Just another big Holey Cow!
ReplyDeleteI'm so glad I found your blog. have I said that like 2039 times by now?
xo
impressive prose
ReplyDeleteHello again, Jinksy! And thank you. :-)
ReplyDeleteThank you, Sandi, and welcome to the Word Garden! I love it when something I have written really means something to someone. Btw, I love your yahoo avatar. :-)
2040, Jannie. And i appreciate it every time. But leave cows out of it...I suffer from boviphopia, the fear of cows. Not really. I made that up. So sue me LOL.
Thank you so much, bettyl, and welcome to Word Garden. But it isn't prose, it's a poem, even though it's done in a prose style. :-)