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‘The Builder’

He worked with his hands, worn and weathered,
From years of toil and labour,
His trade was that of a brickkie,
Building was his favour.

Taking time to unwind,
Playing snooker or cards,
It’s only right,
When you’ve worked so hard.

Through decades, countless bricks
Have passed through this man’s hand,
His needs were simple, a fag, a trowel,
Some cement, and some sand.

Working his craft, creating homes for many to enjoy,
With care and dedication, ever since he was a boy,

The trowel is now still, the mixer is silent,
No more building will he endeavour,
Yet his work will stand the test of time,
And his memory will last forever.

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Free verse
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Please use care (this is a sensitive subject for me, do not critique harshly)
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your poem reminds me of a dear friend of mine who lives in Ireland. and your poem made me smile with loving eyes. welcome to Neopoet, I hope you will often grace us with your wisdom in both poetry and critique!

*always, Cat

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Thank you Cat, I try and include humour where possible (and appropriate).
I was a Prison Governor for 26 years before changing my career path and only then did i discover that I'm dyslexic.

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Thank you Cat, I try and include humour where possible (and appropriate).
I was a Prison Governor for 26 years before changing my career path and only then did i discover that I'm dyslexic.

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you are or were primarily a rhymer. When people make the leap to free verse, it is hard to leave the rhyme behind.
You did well in getting the idea of a builder that built houses all his life and now that he has passed from this life, the houses that he built, will hold other lives for many years to come. ~ Geezer.
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There is value to commenting and critique, tell us how you feel about our work.
This must be the place, 'cause there ain't no place like this place anywhere near this place.

Yes, i would like to diversify and broaden my ability from rhyme only - I love the creativity and sentiment that poems can bring.

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The kind of poetry I like. Alex

Thats very kind - thank you

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Hello!
Your clever title brought me in, and I was so pleased. He not only built homes, but good character and memories that will last forever. Very nice.
Thank you,
Lavender

Your username has brought back memories of where I used to work (we used to provide all of the Lavender to Anita Roddick of the Bodyshop).

:-)

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to be associated with such an amazing woman and life-changing organization(s)!
L

It was, I was a prison governor and Bodyshop provided all the necessary equipment and my residents got work experience and a wage.

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