wires and metallic shards – a poem

wires and metallic shards

Screws tighten,
aligning the wrench just so
it cannot go
willy nilly,
but behave as programmed.
Glance over at the work,
throw the paddle down
to examine
a mishmash of parts,
a monster of wires and metallic shards.
He shoves the custard at me
to fill my mouth
so we don’t quibble.
Frank flips the switch,
the whirring sound of life
moving through circuits,
as electricity
makes the robot dance.
Cables. Image by Heather Button. Copyright © http://heatherbutton.com

Cables. Image by Heather Button. Copyright © http://heatherbutton.com

Poetic Asides

For this week’s prompt, write a poem using at least three of the following six words:

  • paddle
  • robot
  • custard
  • quibble
  • glance
  • wrench

If you’re anything like me, you’ll probably try to include all of them. But seriously, three is fine, and they can be placed anywhere–in the poem, in the title of the poem (you decide). – Robert Lee Brewer

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Have you made any robots? I’m not good at the electrical engineering aspect. What’s your favourite part? You can comment below, or find me on TwitterFacebook, and LinkedIn. Plus, sign up for free e-mail updates from this blog in the top right-hand corner of the page.

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