Random poem


Was thinking of stuff to fabricate the other day (I know, every girl thinks of it), and came up with this:

Welding

Molten liquid iron drips,

joining hot metal,

coaxing random shapes

into beautiful, functional forms.

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One thought on “Random poem

  1. When we are in flux,
    We flex our creative minds
    With flecks of wild imagination.
    But then flock together
    And lose the ideas in flakes of sameness.

    Thanks for being different.

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