forgingA Poem by Amy Craig Beasley
pound pound
bling pound pound beat toss the copper into the fire twist and turn it till it glows and curl it to yourself sparks ignitable me here when I see your blue silversmith smile there in the smoke of the forge
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Added on July 27, 2011 Last Updated on July 27, 2011 AuthorAmy Craig BeasleyGreenville, SCAbout....daughter - sister - auntie - niece -cousin - wife - mother - friend - - writer - teacher -artist - student - gardener - - cook .... one who listens who hears One who looks and sees .. more..Writing
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