Saturday, April 16, 2016

Day 16 - And I'm Full Of Beans

Human 76: A post-apocalyptic surprise is coming!

No, I have no idea what the blog post title is supposed to mean.

But it does rhyme.

Sort of.

And, no, the poem* for today will not be about a musical fruit.

Unless, of course, I get very, very desperate.

Instead, I went a little steampunk.

Steel Circles

 The man walked towards the worker.
"The gears must not be allowed to stop," said the supervisor.
"I understand," the workman replied.

"And I believe I have found the problem
 As gear set B-28 must be replaced.
 It splits the power from gear AJ-183
 And reverses the direction
 Before splitting it among two other sections."

"Can this be done without stopping the gears?"
"If I can by-pass the power
 Via a temporary drive belt
 To the other axle."
"Then do so, for the gears must not be allowed to stop."

 As the worker unpacked the parts,
 He looked up at the huge mass of machinery whirring,
 Then, something within him stirring, turned to his supervisor.
"I hope this in not irreverent,
 But I have a question, sir."

"I have never been out of this compound
 Since I was old enough to work.
 I see inputs and outputs and shafts of all sizes,
 And pulleys and cogs and the belts that comprise this.
 May ask what it is all for?"

 There was a long pause,
 A very long pause,
 Then he stared straight at the workman
 His eyes narrow,
 His expression burning.

"That is not your concern—that is only for those at the top,
 But the gears must not be allowed to stop."
 And then he walked away.

                      K.R. Smith

*I'm trying to write a poem each day for National Poetry Month. It's difficult to come up with original titles (that are interesting) for each post. I chose silly instead.

 Here are the links to the poems so far:

   Day 1 National Poetry Month - Kick-off (National Poetry Month)
   Day 2 Haiku, For You (Haiku)
   Day 3 A Poem For Free (The Good Morning Man)
   Day 4 Wait, There's Even More (Monday)
   Day 5 I'm Still Alive (TMI)
   Day 6 I'm Resorting To Tricks (A Walk Through Kipling's Wood)
   Day 7 It Almost Like Poetry Heaven (Metal Monsters)
   Day 8 I've Got A Lot On My Plate (The Ides Of April)
   Day 9 Another Poem Would Be Fine (Storm Spirit)
   Day 10 I'm At It Again (What A Tree Is Not)
   Day 11 Yes, Number Eleven (A U-Turn For The Worse)
   Day 12 I Feel Like One Of Santa's Elves (Avoiding The Plague Like The Plague)
   Day 13 By The Poetry Machine (Sounds Of A Spring Night)
   Day 14 Rhymes With Thirteen (Bluebells)
   Day 15 I'm Just Being Mean (No Poem Today)

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