9.20 chop, chop
once a younger man
could have done twice as much in
half the time... chop, chop.
he won’t let me use the chain
saw; sees safety first - he does
so I bow, and bow
that second ‘o’ is long and
takes me longer still
while useful; chainsaw
can run a muck, needs gas and
oil, ax is steady
tried to weld ax, I did...
just not strong enough - dame, I.
I rearrange the
wood which he chops, into piles
for the fireplace
chop, chop - the rhythm and rhyme
echoes fall into autumn
©JP/davh
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