Random Thoughts

Steam Dreams

The boiler vents a blast
as superheated water
reaches operating
temperature and pressure

Metal creaks and groans
at the energy it stores
maximum torque on tap
a continent conquerer

Sits poised to move
a hundred fully-loaded
cars of ore in chain

Bound for Pittsburgh
to be smelted
reduced and alloyed

Girders riveted
a quarter mile into the sky
scraping the clouds

Our minds soar giddy
faster, stronger, higher
gazing at the Moon

A million times further


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© Huw Powell

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