OF USAGE AND MISUSAGE

OF USAGE AND MISUSAGE

A Poem by Glen Fitch

 

               

 

        I have his plyers, 

                hack saw, 

                ruler, sledge,

                the tools my father 

                        taught me to maintain

                        and which to pick to cinch, 

                        or torque, or plane.                         

                        and when to grab a chisel 

                                for a wedge 

        I have her grater, 

                pitter, 

                rolling pin, 

                utensils mother 

                        used for every need,

                She said 

                         "You picked the right one, 

                                then proceed.

                        to whisk, or slice, 

                        or chop, or strain, or skin."

        They were so skilled. 

        Each gesture was concise. 

                They often said "You can't..." 

                        How I'd resent it,

                                chided "hasty, lazy, ignorant."

                I learned to spot the cheap, 

                        the imprecise. 

        Just so you can't rely 

                on what you've heard.

        You have to think and 

                pick the proper word. 

© 2008 Glen Fitch


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" I learned to spot the cheap,

the imprecise.

Just so you can't rely

on what you've heard.

You have to think and

pick the proper word. "

Isn't that the truth. This is very clever writting. Never thought of an
inheritence in this way. Excellent visuals, thoughtfully penned.

There isn't anything I would suggest changing. I like it just as is.
Thank you for sharing!

Peace n Light


Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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The right word for the right job indeed, and one tip my father gave to me was this:

"Each tool has it's rightful place."

Thanks for this. I loved it.

Posted 12 Years Ago


love it. absolutely love it. The work they went through trying to improve themselves through us

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Well written. Nice thought of being left with the skills your parents gave you. It's nice to reconize it. Good write.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

" I learned to spot the cheap,

the imprecise.

Just so you can't rely

on what you've heard.

You have to think and

pick the proper word. "

Isn't that the truth. This is very clever writting. Never thought of an
inheritence in this way. Excellent visuals, thoughtfully penned.

There isn't anything I would suggest changing. I like it just as is.
Thank you for sharing!

Peace n Light


Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Glen Fitch
Glen Fitch

Monterey, CA



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