The Divine-Smith
Gofannon, dressed
In blackened smock,
Forged iron hooks.
Molten black leaf,
Is bent then beat.
The wire brush scrubs,
and grindstone swabs.
A job complete
No minor feat.
A skill was taught,
And blacksmith wrought.
The Divine-Smith
Gofannon, dressed
In blackened smock,
Forged iron hooks.
Molten black leaf,
Is bent then beat.
The wire brush scrubs,
and grindstone swabs.
A job complete
No minor feat.
A skill was taught,
And blacksmith wrought.
Days That Matter 
Great piece as always Alan
thank you kindly, but would love to know who you are….
Lovely poem here Alan, thanks for sharing it with us at our Poetic Ink Community.
thank you very much, i’m attempting to put together a portfolio of work themed pieces, do you have any suggestions?