Treenware
Of a tree
transmogrified
the resurrected dead
felled to humanity’s purpose
nature sampled
purposed flotsam
birthed by inspiration
gathered and garnished
tortured timber
carved and hewn
pared and whittled
twisted turned and polished
into burled jewels
ornamental gems
passed over life re-modelled
re-moulded into a new existence
allowed to live again
in resurrected splendour
through the craftsman’s art
Time best-spent
in re-creating beauty
from death’s discarded bones
Wonderful poem, Roland, following the trees life.
I must say I do love carvings and those on your shelf are excellent.
Have a number myself from various lands.
“allowed to live again
in resurrected splendour
through the craftsman’s art”. Quieted from your post.
miriam
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Many thanks, Miriam.
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