Eureka of Archimedes was part of his daydream,
Thomas Edison nurtured his dream in bright light like gleam;
Could sleep ever overwhelm Alexander Graham Bell,
Till he heard the noise from the other and fell in a spell...?
George Washington Carver, who found in peanuts and soybeans,
Utilizations, like treasures, hidden abundant gleans;
Eli Whitney's constant daydreams gave birth to cotton gin,
That separated seeds, hulls and wastes; hearts of all did win...!
Johannes Gutenberg’s innovative printing machine,
Or John Logie Baird's mechanical television sheen;
Benjamin Franklin's lightning rod and the iron furnace,
Or Henry Ford's ventures into automobile sternness...
No invention has found its sphere devoid of day-dreaming,
This should be coalescence of action-vision creaming;
Together with concentration-shift toward internals,
Should bring forth spiritually resonant externals...!
21 November 2022
Don't Quit Your Daydream Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: craig cornish
See, forty bucks in cold, hard cash
can fill your trailer with gin trash.
And for growing fine tomatoes,
forty's pretty small potatoes.
The big box products like Black Cow
will truly set you back, and how!
The cotton hulls and seeds and stems
ejected from the cotton gin,
stored a year in a giant pile,
makes the heart leap and brings a smile.
Earthy, loamy, a little sour,
magical black growing power.
By the barrow, then tilled under,
it's a veggie growing wonder.
Its Round-up contents raise concerns;
the pile's so hot, it nearly burns.
Big veggies are the things it grows,
but I'll look out for extra toes.
Reservations 1
David J Walker
Why is this a town in the middle of nowhere
Why is my map glowing
Why are there no vacancies
Why isn’t the river flowing in any direction
Every window board up
Every pain broken
Every door locked shut
Rustic isolation
The highway ends at a bus stop
The train tracks fade into darkness
A dirt road runs deep into a steep one-way trek west
A lone cotton gin spins fabric into the wind
An old translucent specter watching
Wonders if I will stay for dinner
He knows I am not from around here
Without a name on a local headstone
I smile and whisper in my head
I’m just passing through
So was I he replied
As he faded into an unseen yesterday
A thousand miles away
Why isn’t the river flowing
MOTHER
Never Drank Gin in the Morning
My Mother… never drank!
“Cotton Gin” came to her mind,
when she heard the word Gin.
In stores…Gin never find.
I too, just like Mother
my strongest drink iced tea.
When stronger drink took sip
weird warmth.. came over me.
As, N.Y. designer !
Lemon, lime drink thought try,
Called a “Margarita,”
drank three.. and “Prayed to die!”
Husband will sip Bourbon
stronger, than perfume I wear.
I simply can smell it,
and swear..”.I drank my share.”
Unlike Mother, I drink wine
before going to bed.
Imagine where it goes?
Directly to my head!
At night had bad leg cramps
gave my specialist a call,
“Add Gin to you Tonic”.
Cramps gone..too tipsy.. might fall!
Mom drank, no alcohol
Life taught me.. enjoy mine.
All with “Moderation”
when Paul brings me.. Gin or Wine.
Feb. 28, 2018
THROUGH THE LOOKING GLASS
Science has always pursued people’s main interest:
Sex, chat, food, and relaxation - the best.
Edison, inventive-ideas man, sat under a tree for days
And a light bulb fell on his head causing a daze:
And seeing *********** in his vision - what a laugh -
He invented the pornograph.
We know the first phone calls were identified by sound of bell
Because the telephone was invented by Alex G Bell.
Thank goodness he wasn’t called Alex G Squelch;
Or that the inventor wasn’t SIr Toby Belch -
Who well understood that a dog’s belly ache
Caused Pavlov to invent the pavlova cake;
And Newton’s law of gravy: two objects meat - why
Do they attract each other’s essence within circle of pie?
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To relax after dinner, Whitney invented cotton gin soon after his fine
Original and best brew - his potato wine;
And Franklin invented the art of leisurely kite flying -
But, oh oh, Ben! Shocking bad idea in lightning.