Boilers Poems - Poems about Boilers

... People anticipated, and waited for the day they could gaze upon my beauty, and that they did. The men adored me, the women admired me, and the children were in awe of me. Everyone loved me! I was......Read the rest...

... Next door was a paddock of long grass and a graveyard for dumped machinery. Rusted out boilers, cogs, wheels and huge presses were piled high and begged for the sure foot of a boy to climb ......Read the rest...

...It’s great to be a member of the global elite, The bean poles in my garden are standing proud and neat. Organic veg is thriving thanks to ample bags of peat. I never hear a siren roaming dow......Read the rest...

...It’s up for sale again, the Long Street house of our childhood. This cream chrysalis once housed our lives. Fresh paint bandages deep cracks as old as history. Inside its rough cast façade, ......Read the rest...

... Let me tell you a story . . . The RMS Titanic steamship was the largest and most magnificent ship in the world (at the time) high as an 11 story building and long as 4 "long" city bloc......Read the rest...

...We’d just buried poor old Peter and we’re back now at his wake, and of course it’s sad to see him gone but it’s great we can partake, in giving comfort to his widow now that the hardest part is don......Read the rest...

......Is impressing some professor, or some critic with pretentious airs, worth telling my own children that their father will never be there? Is acting like a profound wit that can 'peel back de......Read the rest...

...Cicely Catherine Charlotte, Child of a cosmopolitan century, Captain of the cruise vessel Cooling its boilers in the cove. Cicely dispensing catnip creates crazy feline cuckoo clim......Read the rest...

...100ft. under the paving, 100f o into work. Heat attacks via, boilers, stoves & grill. Languages thrash & assail the ears, Chilling the blood of the faint hearted. Why do it? ......Read the rest...

...Walton’s Scrapyard Mr Walton was our local scrap man He wore a great big hat His yard was squeezed between Two terraced houses And I was always amazed at that The yard was full of junk Ru......Read the rest...

...they snorted and toiled the sound of swords being hammered the vanquished lay screaming a tale of rank deception with a maniac for the wind and damnation in the boilers trailing smoke and scrap......Read the rest...

...Tom said to his kitten: Don't hunt! It's hard work! Leave hunting to others and don't be a burk Watch me and heed me and later admire We'll slink to the future - a far distant fire There sat so......Read the rest...

...Funnily it is the shame of sham that shampoo runs away down a drain. Oh dear. What an absolute disaster for the many supporting bottles bearing differing names. Nevertheless it is the revered gel tha......Read the rest...

...Brackish-gurgling days that Unobtrusively slid along Past tussock grass and curled up Balls of Fern... Glued tightly onto structured vanes Of outstretched frond. Venerable Mosses reciting epic......Read the rest...

...Matchstick Bikes To tinkers and toilers I salute, From mending boilers to weaving jute, Man and boy for generations, I will unemploy your occupations. To bre......Read the rest...