Wood Chisels Of Old

The chisel are old, before my time
made of Sheffield steel, the best
I bought them second-hand many years ago
as it turned out a good invest.

I didn’t know the craftsman then
I never knew his height of skill
and the wood he carved and chipped away
certain I know I never will.

But when I cut and par and chop
and turn out something quite unique
a mermaid, Griffin or snake’s head
the chisel have a life, so to speak.

Chippings on the floor around my feet
I can’t remember cutting them
the craftsman working through my soul
though long dead… he carves away again.

© D Marsden 2019

Published by Dave's Poetry & Mystery...

Hi. I am a retired builder. Born in 1954. My interests are: motorcycling, cycling, woodworking, wood carving, visiting countryside, reading, writing poetry, short stories, writing mystery and of course my new interest is blogging.

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