Poetry, occasional short prose & related musings...
Wednesday, 22 August 2012
On becoming a jeweller
Hot grit sweat,
Burning metal,
Waft of singed hair, puff of gas,
Blackened fingertips, emery-worn,
Charcoal smudges,
Making sparkles, shining charms,
Becoming a jeweller.
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