Best Mechanical Poems

To God I am thankful for many gifts;
But none more than a creative mind,
And the hands which are the finest tool,
With abilities to create that I easily can find.

As a child I first learned to cherish
My God-given opposable thumb,
Knowing how versatile a device
It is for...

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surrounded by ones like me,
I've been with them from creation,
So I guess they are family.

Sometimes we are jostled around, 
our bodies knocking into eachother. 
We all share the same slender frame,
covering our lead core.

One change of lighting cycle,
there was extra jostling,
more muttered apologetic clicks,
then a...

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So, so lyrical,
yet logical,
it's certainly atypical;
and not proverbial, 

but integral
and oh, most controversial!
But is it topical,
optical,

even for the intellectual
to see the actual
pragmatical
to its theoretical?

So casual, gradual, 
and implausible,
it’s almost incomprehensible
were it not for the owner’s manual.

It, too, appears eternal,—
not temporal.
Never mind paradoxical.
Damn! it’s infernal...

Alas, it'll...

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My Mechanical Man
Where have you been?
All alone was I in this desolace
But you left me knowing my need
My Mechanical Man
You come back now when it is over
You ask me if I have learned
My Mechanical Man
How I’ve missed your steel
Your jaded look
Your emotionless face
How you absorbed...

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T.V controls us
Telling us right from wrong
I long to say
I like it this way

Like mechanical animals
Here we are
The TV’s radius 
Doesn’t go far...

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Love is non-mechanical
it doesn’t crank, pinion
or always work dependably.

In cavalier moments, I thought I knew
something of how it all works—
it’s apertures and shafts—
its grinds and reciprocations.

I’d judge it’s motions
work its levers, judge its spins,
and address its slippery angles.

You could call me obsessive
but obsessive people don’t
obsess...

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Watching the first light 
of a Mechanical Dawn 
cress the filigree 
of a divinities detonated forms, LIGHT!
Breaks cold & precise 
     The passing of morn
           Processing the binary of life 
...

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the mechanical kiss comes without “love”
without any sense of “love”
without any place for “love”
without any want of affection in the manner of
“making love”
without any need for the emotions invested in
“love”
without any want for the romance babbled about
concerning this “love”
without any stake in a later possibility...

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-Daily Poetry #16, February 13, 2017-
Word: Mechanical

I am a clock robot, having been made from scraps,
I walk with a clatter and sometimes a part snaps,
But my creator loves me dearly, so for them, I continue to walk,
And smile though it's rusty when I talk.
I am...

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In Systems Theory
there hides a transparent bias toward positively resilient systems

And there hides an unfortunate bias toward magically created
mechanistic systems

Competing in hierarchical global networks
empowered from sublime Above
and from Outside
domination by missionary zealous soldiers,
LeftBrain elitist owners 
and their diabolical industrial worker flies,

Including a few elite wiser...

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Mechanical Imaginations

you say, time travel, as if
we could somehow bend

all that was or ever will be -
mechanical imaginations

perhaps crying crystals 
or lit aligning alchemy...

though whichever way we
would come at such ideas

we're clueless whenever it 
pertains to warping waves

besides we'd be tampering 
with nature and bloodlines...

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Together, we take mechanical steps towards happiness to the beat of two broken hearts who fell in love over a mutual brokeness, out of necessity, and not necessarily by choice
we keep up with the ticking away of our time, bc neither of us want to...

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The mechanical dancers without eyes the can see
The questions you ask, the answers you need

Without tongues they will whisper, your deepest desires
claim they can fulfill them, they can take you higher

Without brains they claim thoughts, imply they empathize
saying they understand you, they truly sympathize

Without hearts...

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MECHANICAL

The lion of Africa is mechanical
A knock down engine
Left to rust
Producing garbages
Break down to the apex

From one mechanic to another
They always promise to fix it
Get paid and extort us in return
Inflicts more damages
Heaps the faults on previous mechanics

The lion of Africa is mechanical
With quack mechanics
Stealing...

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Equal and Opposite

In stone, fruit, thought,
breaking free like fugitive drops,
from arrest to arrest,
gravity punishes inclination.
Mechanic, escarpment-teethed
it grinds the inconstant glass
of orbital fall, mental elipse, 
until the motive light again
leaps up, and on, out,
over, in, and through
trailing like a spray
the bright scarf
of un-Newtonian surprise....

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