An Engineer - PS

Started high school days, with science and math, 
Dreaming of becoming an engineer's chosen path, 
Time flew by, engineering degree achieved, 
No time for novels or poems, I believed.

Limited vocabulary, science fiction in my hand, 
Never thought poetry would be part of my plan, 
Married life changed, loneliness took hold, 
Expressing pain at 60, stories untold.

No syllabus, no foot, no poetic grace, 
Yet pain in my heart found its own space, 
Love poems flowed, in free verse they danced, 
Expressing emotions, life's intricate romance.

Worked as Aerospace scientist for many years, 
In the vast expanse, where innovation steers, 
Crafting the skies, dreams taking flight, 
Navigating realms, reaching new height.

Retired now, from the aerospace domain, 
No accolades linger, no applause remains, 
The once vibrant mind, now silenced, it seems, 
In the quiet retirement, lost in dreams.

As a grandfather now, laughter in the air, 
Kids' plays and joy, a love beyond compare, 
Penned verses celebrating this beauty, 
Yet, loneliness lingers, an unwavering duty.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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Kendrick Avatar
February 24, 2024 at 1:58 PM
I have read your winning work and found it very interesting. Congratulations. Way to go. Sara K
Rodrigues Avatar
February 23, 2024 at 6:48 AM
An aerospace scientist, poetry wasn’t your plan…now you live a life of applause as a grandfather! Very nice, Jay! Congratulations!
Volumes Avatar
February 3, 2024 at 3:01 PM
Oh NO Jay !! Your vibrant mind had NOT been silenced. Readers can see such a vibrant intelligent mind straight through the lines of your wonderful poetry. I knew from the first poem of yours what an intelligent man you are. And now I see because of your Engineering skills you too can design flawless Boeing airplanes like me. I enjoyed your poem greatly and feel for the empty place in your heart. See as much of those gorgeous kids as you can, with love from Wen.
Baker Avatar
February 1, 2024 at 9:48 PM
Thanks for sharing this personal poem with us, Jay. It's nice when people open up a little and let us know them a little better. I enjoyed reading your poem. It highlights a lot of what many of us go through after we retire from our day job. The grandkids are a joy to see ... sometimes, just not all the time, IMHO. Have a pleasant weekend, my friend. Bill
Dietrich Avatar
January 31, 2024 at 10:42 PM
Wow. Very well done and so impressive. I came to poetry late in life too
Pandit Avatar
January 31, 2024 at 2:18 PM
Becoming an engineer was no easy task, my friend. As we go through stages of life-- love, joy, and grief ebb and flow--as you have so splendidly illustrated. A FAVE for your honest, heartfelt depiction, Jay. I can certainly relate to the joy of being around the grandkids and making new memories every chance we get.
Narain Avatar
January 31, 2024 at 2:54 PM
Thanks
Anaya Avatar
January 31, 2024 at 12:28 PM
An exciting career. Pain becomes strength. You've got good rhythm and rhyme, best is the non-fiction poetry. Yours is a great contender, and I'm not a pretender, Jay! ~I Am Anaya
Narain Avatar
January 31, 2024 at 2:54 PM
Thanks
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