See my work today at
Hope Cove Gallery
Salty, rusty, broken and battered
With varnish, lacquer and paint is splattered
A shipwrecked melee of wooden treats
Lie brutally stranded, now at my feet.
Smashed, trashed, cracked like a whip
As the wood hits the rocks like a ruined ship
Tossed like a ball, thrust deep in the rocks
These relics of boats once lining the docks.
Wrought and heaved and scoured by the sea
A banquet of treasures left waiting for me
A deluge of waves sends more to the shore
A shoe, a boot, a shattered old door.
Stocked and stacked and heaving my stash,
It’s back to the workshop to make me some cash
As sanding and sawing and nailing begin
the feeling of happiness starts to seep in.
Revived, renewed I’ve nailed down the lid
The day’s work complete, it’s now off to bed.
Rest easy dear drifters, your journey is ended
To be adored once again as this artist intended.