Best Inventions Poems
What inventions have had the biggest impact on my life?
This is a question I was recently posed
and I didn’t have to think a lot about it before this answer I composed.
I didn’t need to mull the question over…
didn’t need to give it too much thought
because I realized almost immediately
The best inventions are the ones that can’t be bought.
There are many inventions that make my life more effortless…
that make it easier for me.
There’s electricity, the light bulb, the phone the computer
the car, the radio, running water and TV.
I’m sure I’m leaving others out…
I’m sure there are many more
more inventions that make my life much easier
than my ancestors who came before.
But I’d like to thank whoever invented love and kindness
and the capacity to care…
whoever invented generosity, decency and the ability to share.
Certainly man-made inventions have made my life easier
but the invention of friendship, the invention of the smile….
the invention of love and kindness and caring…
they have made my life worthwhile.
who invented the ice cream
who designed the bicycle
and planes and trains and cars?
sweets and chocolet bars?
who discovered holidays
who invented DVD's
and visits the sea?
and programs on TV?
who built all the hospitals
the shops and all the schools?
because i'd like to say thank you!
who did all these things?
It's hard to beat the old age inventions
When our bodies refuse to meet our intentions,
Those top shelf items you simply can't reach,
The ones at the bottom inaccessibly deep!
I can't squeeze the new leveraged grabber
And the kids have confiscated my ladder,
So I hook around with my old gravy ladle
And catch what I can in my wide apron cradle.
Stuff on the floor needs a long-handled brush,
Unless it's the soup, which has turned into slush!
But my old jumble drawer has come to the rescue;
There at the back was my old turkey baster.
A few wet rags. I tear up old nappies
And scrub around with my feet 'til everything's snappy!
Fertilize garden; now that is a must.
No wheelbarrow for me; my balance is suss.
But I'd bought a hard liner for the trunk of my car
(Always hauling something from wood to crowbar.)
So down with the liner, a rope through the end,
Put on the bag and you've got a good sled!
Dropping my highballs had become a crash scene.
I'd run out of glasses and cups weren't the same.
But a friend found a stein her late husband had liked
And it goes along with the whiskey all right.
I s'pose you invent what gimmicks you can.
It's such fun dreaming up a super trick plan!
Just trying to get the better, you see,
Of old age that's trying to get the better of me!
During the industrial revolution,
Poe’s raven spoke with elocution;
“Nevermore”, now we’ve a solution,
just you wait for distribution.
We’ve invented great machines,
clicker-clankers, sure to please,
With cogs and wheels that spin with ease
and long, tired days, they will soon cease.
Wondrous gauges, invented by sages,
power-piping giant bird cages;
oh the miracles of the ages,
carefully crafted in small stages.
Just wait and see, you will adore,
hard working backs won’t break anymore,
travelling with steam, from shore to shore
is truly a great way to explore.
Guess what, you’re going to also fly,
like the birds up in the skies;
keep your glass eye, nearby
soon automobiles will be passing by.
Just don your top hat, c’mon gents;
oh, things may cost a few more cents.
just imagine the automated presents,
you can buy, let the future commence!
I have learned of man and his inventions
the greatest invention is man.
Mad Inventions.
.
We all have lightbulb eureka moments
But some take them to the extreme
How some things are conceived
Could only come from a crazy imagination
And a weird hapless dream
.
Created with good intentions
To find solutions and make life easier
Mindless inventions
Often leave the creator
With a hole in their pocket
And egg on their face
.
They may have seemed a good idea at the time
But specs for dogs and strange machines
Only boggles the mind
.
Who are these people?
Who think they are smart
I hate to judge at least they tried
But how sad when things
Fall apart
.
But without such minds where would we be now
Probably living in caves
And throwing spears
At wild beasts and cows.
.
Peter Dome©2020.
Edison is the father of inventions
Bringing light and hope to this world
And the Wright Brothers too
Bringing closer the corners of the world to you
Nowadays thousands of inventions have accumulated
And we even didn't know the inventors
We accept and enjoy their hardwork
Their wisdom and contributions
Unfortunately many are misused
Making the world harder, more sick and more horrible
Who is to be blamed
Of course
The devil in man's heart
Who has overuled
The pure soul of the inventor
God has given man the intelligence to invent
But man destroys it
With his own bad motive
Who is to be blamed
Maybe we can't blame God
It's our own fault
Here's another tale about hillbillies
That you probably don't wanna miss
It's about their many inventions
And the story goes something like this
Now see, my great, great grandfather
Was kind of an inventor of sorts
He invented stuff like wooden teeth
And a lotion that helped remove warts
He also invented the very first fuel
You know, that stuff we call gas?
See, he had an old mule named Leroy
It was the fumes coming out of his, ( you know )
He invented the very first wheelbarrow
He made my granny carry everything
He even invented the first telephone
Two cans and a piece of string
He even invented the first wooden leg
But those termites gave him a fit
Until he finally made it termite proof
By soakin' it in tobacco spit
Did I say he invented the first eyeglasses?
Yep, he cut the bottoms of two coke bottles
And everytime my granny would wear them
They would laugh and say she waddles
He also invented the first light bulb
Lightning bugs in a jar
Fireflies for you folks up north
Just so you know what they are
See, he invented a lot of things
Like the bathroom without a sink
Course we just call it an outhouse
And he had trouble gettin' rid of the stink
Well, the history books don't mention him yet
But I know in time that they will
Did I tell you he that only smiled
When we asked him who invented the wheel
The output is out of a lot of inventions living
Infesting only some powers and weapons
Pervading the earth and air are circling
Enthused in insensitivity and blushless clash,
And have stood in an open contrast
Endeavouring him to mentally crush
To commit him first dead in those trash
Raising a violent war around the global village;
But he with his group
And every power are merely standing troop
Hiding the grave fault fighting to mark
Striving to subdue but groping in the dark,
So, all his policies, gaining and ethical part
Are cursed in the century’s worldwide dirt.
We invented the spear, and the mammoths were dead.
Then our flintlocks and muskets filled bison with dread.
Next came chainsaws and oil:
planting bones in the soil.
What new wonders I wonder will spring from our head?
Her nail invention was patent quick
She also had another trick
To paint toes with a bubble
Scrape feet with a scrubble
By using the smallest straw stick
Inventions
Never give up your imagination.
From thence man’s inventions come,
To make God’s world better…
© Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
January 20, 2010
Poetic form: Kimo
One day I sat next to an Old Man. He looked at me and asked if I knew who he was? I told him all I knew about him is what they call him in town. They call him Crazy Man. He laughed and said that I Am. He told me he had an idea one day, he decided to melt down some rubber threw in some colors and swirled it all around. Then he rolled it up into a ball and let it cool and through it on the ground. He said that ball bounced all around and higher than he expected it would ever go! The strangest thing is it would always roll right back to him whenever he threw it, it was the strangest thing. I had to name that ball, so I named it after me! Only a Crazy Man could make a Crazy Ball like that you see. One day that Crazy Ball just disappeared and I looked for it everywhere I thought where could it be? Time passed and I went to town and I saw a man sitting on a bench and my Crazy Ball was in his hand! I said that's my Crazy Ball you have. The man said it was the craziest thing that this crazy ball rolled right to my feet while I was sitting on this bench out of nowhere. I picked it up and had it ever since then.So if a Crazy Ball rolls up to you. Your the new owner of a Crazy Ball because they have a mind of their own! That's because they were made by a Crazy Old Man like me you see. That there is how the legend goes about the Crazy Ball so pass it on like it was told to me!
All my life, a singular scheme,
I've chased the wind, a lofty dream.
But how to describe the spirit's gleam,
without them saying I'm so naive?
Things the senses cannot perceive,
are the hardest to believe.
So how to explain the foresight,
in hours of quiet, sacred light?
When transported to that divine height,
to witness a revelation like a joyride.
How to describe what's felt inside,
where words alone cannot confide?
They say it's a mental disease,
"a fool's Paradise" you live with ease.
For years, alone, I've sought release,
pushing through the lofty route.
Talking to visions, calling out,
birthing something, despite doubt.
I conceived a brainchild from the air,
a novelty of which few are aware.
A lofty dream, a vision to share,
a creation that blew the mind.
From nothing, I made a new kind,
a masterpiece for all to find.
The Mother of Invention
Has given birth once more
And her new baby
Is as mad as before
Eddison or Tesla
Would spill their tea
I know because it happens to me
Baby suspenders?
I believe they are very rare these days
And I don't understand why
It's such a good idea
But I've had too many beers in the pub
And looking through beer glasses stuck to my eye
I wonder if they ever sold like hotcakes
And they'll catch on
I'd put my money on it
And hope I'm not wrong
Could be the perfect present for your friend's new baby?.
'Is that Sean Penn?''