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Hammer In Hand

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Hammer In Hand

You always laughed at me In that funny way of yours
Standing at the door ~ looking out to see 
Wondering where you are, and will you follow me 
With hammer in hand ~ Into nature decked with 
silver and gold 

Do you possess a loving heart  with stories untold 
By now they know what  you are made of 
Reflections that come from your eyes they see 
Though they walk with you in a style of their own
Shaped into the figure of a man with beauty of a woman 

A tree in the forest is cut down shaped into the form of a goddess 
A goddess that will take us through time and back again 
Though time is an elusive thing  here as we all know 
Hammer in hand into nature decked with silver and gold 

Time means nothing when the heart is near  I am told   
Does a tree feel the pains of a cut as we do , I ask you 
I have struggled all my days with thoughts like these 
To figure out what the true meaning really is to me 
If you know can you tell me too as we walk together
With hammer in hand into nature decked with silver and gold 

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  1. Date: 9/4/2013 11:39:00 AM
    Debbie, this is so beautifully written! Yes, I can relate to this one. I see trees mentioned in so many comments here... You might like "Trees"... One I wrote some time ago..... Love ya dearly.... Jake

  1. Date: 3/1/2013 12:02:00 AM
    Coming back to this one of yours which is so profound. I just can't find one that is new for me. Maybe I should start at the beginning again and just review them all over again. I must remind myself next time to do that, debbie!!

  1. Date: 1/17/2013 4:02:00 PM
    The tree of life feels the woodsmans axe, and thinks such is life when the timber cracks, and consciousness is free, departing from this tree, not dead the spirit see, the tree of life is whacked, let the buggers be! re: " Hammer In Hand" Debbie Duncan by Don

  1. Date: 12/22/2012 3:48:00 PM
    Wonderful write Debbie, If i come back as a tree i'll let you know :) love Elizabeth

  1. Date: 10/19/2012 3:05:00 PM
    Interesting work that you have penned for us to read..Sara

  1. Date: 9/23/2012 12:21:00 PM
    I do not believe that trees feel the same as we do, but I can imagine they are aware of the presence or absence of other growing things in their proximity. So a tree cut down would be noticed by all the others of its neighbors. Oh, I also drop my old books into the bin at the library. My house only has room for so many, but I do hate to part with them.

  1. Date: 9/20/2012 1:40:00 PM
    So sad to see a lot of the trees cut down and when I look at other places in the world that have no trees and realize how lucky we are in an area loaded with trees. Love your poem. love phyl

  1. Date: 9/16/2012 11:47:00 PM
    Well you've hammered out a good reflective piece here Debbie, ( enjoyed the glow )

  1. Date: 9/16/2012 10:00:00 PM
    Thoughts to ponder, Debbie. I've wondered also, if they feel "the pains of a cut as we do". Trees, how we should admire and cherish them! They all have their own unique features and personalities.:) Love this write! Huggs, Mikki

  1. Date: 9/15/2012 8:06:00 PM
    great thought provoking poem babe...

  1. Date: 9/6/2012 7:32:00 AM
    beautiful.....I love it!

  1. Date: 9/5/2012 5:04:00 AM
    Debbie; You have written something beautiful and wonderful. Thanks for sharing. Lucilla

  1. Date: 8/28/2012 4:47:00 PM
    We do our best not to distress another living thing. But we all know the time it takes before we learn to sing. May endless meadows wave hello when your among the trees. And find you grateful for their soul when your down on your knees. An intrigueing poem Debbie. Love the metaphoric musings. Have a lovely day.

  1. Date: 8/28/2012 3:13:00 AM
    Ol tree it has a life force, as strong as you n me, and when cleared from the amazon be, the drought appeared there of course, dead trees don't pray for rain you see...

  1. Date: 8/27/2012 2:02:00 PM
    enjoyed reading your work!

  1. Date: 8/22/2012 2:18:00 AM
    thank you for your kind comments on my work Debbie- your work is awesome and heartfelt too appreciate the symbolism in your writing : ) Brenda xx

  1. Date: 8/21/2012 6:32:00 PM
    Wonderful piece from the travels through your deep soul. So enjoyed. Michael

  1. Date: 8/21/2012 2:36:00 PM
    This is a very interesting one, Debbie. I love the use of symbolism in this poem . the silver and gold lines are so pretty!

  1. Date: 8/21/2012 5:43:00 AM
    wonderful poem, so sincere and caring.

  1. Date: 8/21/2012 12:11:00 AM
    This is a marvelous piece of writing, Debbie. Your repetitions work very well, and the overall tone is most pleasing! Well done!! Best wishes, Keith