Formula Fe2 O3
Iron is just awesome – let’s see!
First it was prehistoric man
Who was always an iron fan
Iron is a third of the earth
Industry is iron by birth
Pritchard designed and Darby made
Iconic Iron Bridge won’t fade
Smelt pig iron from iron ore
Produces cast iron galore
Backbone of skyscrapers, bridges
Organs of cars, washers, fridges
Clever Bessemer carbon gone
Heralded steel for everyone
Mankind’s most ingenious feat
Turning raw earth to steel – so neat!
Iron’s compounds are versatile
No wonder it’s used all the while
Inks, fertilisers, pesticides
Paints, enamels and more besides
Many iron phrases pervade
Each as an English language aid
There’s ironclad, iron curtain
Iron grip and more for certain
We need it in a small amount
For on haemoglobin we count
Open your eyes and look around
Everywhere an iron surround
Iron has magnetic appeal
First place must be iron with steel
The Bessemer furnace eats its fill
It melts and then disgorges its kill
Forged as in the fires of hell
The hard cool steel we know so well
Sharp yet malleable hammered out true
To build with strength and stainless too
Two edged we find its strength may be
Yet free from impurities it is we see
To reach this stage of true cool steel
Air pumped in the burning flames must feel
Through trial and error they struggle to perfect
To reach the perfection they adjust and correct.
© 29/03/2013 ~GG~
When I first saw her
she was the picture of grace
All clean, perfect, all made up
Southern Girl, southern grace, black face
Beautiful face, beautiful grace
best in the place
She makes hearts race
Daughter of a preacher man
In conversation she told me
at one time she use to sing
But some how she's been lead away
Away from religious practices; but not religion
and more. A Widow, a wife,
a weak foolish man's desire.
She uses her wits to start small fires
in the heart of men willing to carry a torch
for her as she speeks
soon she'll say "I have to go."
then they'll say "Can I buy you a drink?"
Johnny Walker Red
to match her red finger nails
red lips,and a little later red eyes
I've seen it done a million times
It's never fails
This is how she does it
Pointy fingers, pointy toe's and pointy noes
everybody knows
sleek dress, beautiful breast
forget the rest
here's the best
(One of three Bessemer women)4-1-97
Even though she knows I love her
I cannot tell her and she knows why
It's not because I'm shy
But, I look in her eyes
and they are oceans
every blink a wave
that washes to the shore
Her hair Autumn leaves on trees
yellow, red, and auburn rolling down
to the mountians valleys
that rest on her shoulders
Her body, slinder and yet
in perfect places it curves in
then curves out, then curves back in
as a womans body should
Her walk, mesmerizing
Her essence is as such
like when she leaves her seat
her warmth remains
her soft perfume
leaves one breath of sweet air
Her memory, a face that looks at me
and speeks without words
"She speeks yet she say's nothing.
What of that?"
(One of three Bessemer women who helped me escape heartache.)12-18-96
For every guy
there's a Sugar
a girl you could'nt marry
but wish you could've
(One of three Bessemer Women)
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