The Carpenter Poem by Paul Warren

The Carpenter



He selects the wood very carefully
The grain and the colour so beautifully
Looking along the edge it's straight
And feeling it, it has a good weight

Remember to measure twice and cut once now
Is the rule of thumb before you show your know how
He knows the work and the craftsman's tools
As he saws, planes and sands to carpenter's rules

The joints are a woodworker's art and a pleasure to see
When glued together strong and straight it will be
The last piece of the carpenter's work is at hand
To finish is to wax the wood for a look that's grand

Wonderful wood full of carbon is ecological
The carpenter stands back in his craftsman's call
Working with your hands shows a skill so good
As he works he magic cutting and shaping the wood.

© Paul Warren Poetry

Sunday, April 9, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: wood
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For my father who loved woodworking.
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Paul Warren

Paul Warren

ADELAIDE, SOUTH AUSTRALIA
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