trenchman #1: the trench man’s tools

Friends 1

see them at rest
they are embracing
like weary comrades

they have dug
and dug deep
they are weary now

can you see
in the lost space
the shape
of an absent digger
moving clay around

one leg knee buried deep
the other bent
underneath him

the mattock
then trenching
with the small spade

begun in the morning
as just an idea

pushed through
to lunchtime
it is a line

into evening
the trench
has been opened

can rest
and his tools

Friends 3

© Frank Prem, 2017

June 2017 Poem #06: season to season

3 thoughts on “trenchman #1: the trench man’s tools

  1. Pingback: Friend: Patience | What's (in) the picture?

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