Poem #18

‘Engineer’

 

The logical mind that welded connections,

designed the delicate pieces

to fill the gaps

drafted hieroglyphs

has a snapped spring

an untoothed gear

schematics blurred

Rain washed out the blueprints

out-of-calibration tools

laid aside

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Categories: postcard poems, scenery | Tags: , | 1 Comment

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One thought on “Poem #18

  1. Betty frezon

    When we moved in here there was a part or two of an old metal wheel. I had stood it up in the yard it lived there for many years. I planted flowers by it for years. Loved seeing your picture.

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