Flywheels Poems - Poems about Flywheels

...He is cranking up the old rusty engine again, but all that work is in vain, sweat is running from his anxious face and grease is spilling all over the place. There he goes again with his tool bag and......Read the rest...

...( for Syria) Flywheels enamel with heartblood, aortal ticks hesitate before the dull bang of a falling fist; the fat knuckle of the next hit, tick tick the small ones, the eaters o......Read the rest...