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RESTORATION

A chair is a chair is a chair

but the one upon which I now am sat

gives me the support I need

and its history is its own,

shaped by restless hands and minds

who know their sockets

their integral parts and how they fit

before the body becomes part of it. 

 

I know their hearts and souls,

have trodden where no average man

has sat before, that is to say

I will not rest until I break them down

and put them together again

much stronger with glue

fresh squeezed,

until a chair is a chair is a chair again

 

and the one upon which you now are sat

gives you the fresh support you need. 

 

◄ IN THE GARDEN - AGAIN

TWIN PEAKS ►

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raypool

Thu 26th Apr 2018 21:42

Thank you both Hannah and Anya.The fun of poetry is you never what may come to the mind. The reason I wrote this is that I do furniture restoration and feel a close bond with wood and how stuff is constructed. Much appreciated.

Thanks too Col and Binte for the likes!

Ray

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Tue 24th Apr 2018 22:22

If furniture could speak, what a tale !
Standing motionless and silent most of the time, with the odd creak.
Very thought provoking Ray.
Love your writing.

Hannah

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