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The Wood Turner

The wood turner takes a piece of wood Gnarled and pitted as aged as it could The holes are filled and bonded with resin Which brings out the highlighted colour heaven Attached to the lathe it turns as the tools cut down The excess is taken off the shape as it’s found Slowly working the eye can see The beauty found in natural wood not found easily. © Paul Warren Poetry

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019




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