People wear masks for many different reasons
like trying to be frightening on Halloween-
They used to wear masks during train robberies
we were ordered to wear them during covid-19.
Some wear one for protection while working a job
welders and firemen and your antifa mobs
they used to where masks while burning crosses.
A black mask is required for the grim reaper
and the status quo for funeral pyre grievers-
Knights wore them while protecting the honor of queens
others wear masks to cloak their chronic unhappy-
Jim carry wore a green mask and made us all laugh
a young man donned one during a suicide attack.
Categories:
welders, fantasy,
Form: Free verse
Memorials
They have gone, not a trace left, but memories
leaves are getting yellow. No denying fall is here
Me, a sole survivor, standing on a plateau
of nothingness where the dust of years blows.
It was those years who supported you here,
I shall not climb the outside pf the Eifel tower
honours the army of welders; forgotten now
Eifel tower lives, but the man lost his glory crown
when trying to build the Panama Canal.
This long way so, many doors to open and close
he sees shadows the welders are here
perhaps Eifel also lurks behind a locked door.
Categories:
welders, 3rd grade, beautiful, cinderella,
Form: Blank verse
Lawn Mower Facts
Briggs and Stratton is number one,
Grandpa use to say…
They will last until the cows come home.
Then he dreamed a bit…
The Deere, Oh John, he plows forever,
If you can afford one, that is.
Fixing things that did not run,
with magic hands, old and withered with time.
Still able to join nothing into something,
Spark and start the blades,
whirling and the grass goes down.
Piles of old tires behind the shed.
Decks without engines, gas tanks empty.
This was the land of possibilities.
Grandpa was always moving, forward.
Frames of things, welders to melt steel,
so hot you could feel.
Then…
Mini bikes, with stolen power, leaving the grass too long.
Pushing all the right buttons, changing all the right gears.
Faster and faster.
Grandpa was right. (as always)
Briggs, are wonderful for cutting the green,
but way better
for Kicking
the
dust
up…
instead of laying the grass down!
Categories:
welders, blessing, butterfly, chocolate, devotion,
Form: Narrative
Catering
When the old man was young he trained to become a cook,
which nowadays is called chef, at the time not that many
wanted to become cooks, as it didn`t have a nimbus of
working-class heroics; his friends became welders and so on.
The catering business is a simple science when you have
mastered the basic one is free to stamp one`s personality
on the dishes. Restaurants was glad to get a proper cook
oops, I meant chef, the one they had was usually one that
smelled of drink and smoked a cigarette of over the food,
mind ashes don`t show up in your gravy.
Yet, it was an uphill struggle as everybody –women- could
cook back then, but now that the skill is lost, the chef
is on TV, showing how it is done.
Categories:
welders, august, beautiful, betrayal,
Form: Blank verse
JOAN OF ARC
She earned the name
this woman
this welder
full leathers
shield in place
stinger
wielded with precision
smooth, molten slashes
melding cold iron
into heated union.
Joan of Arc!!
Don’t look directly at her
you may be smitten
by her welders flash.
John G. Lawless
8/29/2015
Categories:
welders, humor, word play,
Form: Free verse
The beautiful arks flashes
While molting metal slashes
Diving deep into my flesh
I reach for a much needed breath
As poisonous fumes fill my lungs
A welders passion threw my veins it runs
So i reach down deep for i em a welder i will not retreat
I've gained my respect
Standpipe conductors wellheads 7018 i inject
Welding all day and under a full moon light
I send a prayer that lord gives me the might
Weeks months away from home
Hearing little voices only threw a phone
I promised to make a better life for y'all
I em a Texas rig welder I'm ready for any rig call
Categories:
welders, business, devotion, father, i
Form: I do not know?
Categories:
welders, work,
Form: Free verse
elephants dreaming of orange shaped fish
cornflowers surfing down pickle strewn paths
great crested grebes with thorns in their hooves
suitcases drunk in a queue for a stamp
bottles of trousers with books on their heads
welders in carpets abstaining from plugs
books in a curry with no one to flush
my dream is now over
so tell no one,,,hush
Categories:
welders, confusion
Form: I do not know?
I see a savior everywhere, I see
a prophet everyday, shining purple through the faces of
Teachers, Stockmen, Welders, Prostitutes.
Those halogens shine, pilot lights burning bright in
Cyan, Magenta, Hunter green and Mauve, stained-glass
saints made free from that flat and veined dimension.
Those are
Figurines,
translucent they bear before them brushes and
cisterns filled with lamb's blood, marking
the houses of the unlucky as they pass-
(they walk on hallowed ground not a place for me they walk with heads held high eyes up to
the sky contemplating visions I am not blessed enough to see)
Hushed voices in oaken pews speak
litany and mumble
Hymn, while doomed players act out the
stations of the cross within the
Lavish temple.
Ah!
see this rimmed with gold and platinum:
A chorus made for angles of war and angles of peace rides upon the
heavy air, gliding
upwards from the ladies choir.
I suspect that if Gabriel or Michael were to lend an ear and hear them, tears
would pour out from the heavens, covering the
world in a second flood, and
Once again, our
bastion of hope would land on Ararat, but
this time it would be a super-tanker.
Categories:
welders, faith
Form: Free verse
Out of the office,
They pour at five-thirty'
In their shirts, coats, and ties,
Tired- but not really dirty'
In the parking lot,
They put their briefcases on the curb.
'Til they get their air-conditioned car unlocked.
Then-head for the suburbs.
Then there are the laborers:
Carpenters, welders, miners, and such.
Each night when they leave their jobs,
They're exhausted, and often to filthy to touch.
Many stop off at some convenient bar,
Which, frequently, is pretty near.
To quench their parched, dry throats,
With a round-or two- of beer'
Two different lifestyles;
As diverse as can be.
One may be repulsive to you;
The other one, repugnant to me'
Our God in Heaven looking down from His Throne,
Can observe both of these.
"They are my children I love and died for.
That is all He sees'
Arthur Ball (H.S.L.P.)
Septembe 1, 2002
Categories:
welders, faith
Form: Rhyme
To build these giants
It took many men
Various trades
Manufacturing gems
Scaffolders, Platers
Drawing room to sea
But one trade
Makes it happen for me
Whatever they made
No matter what they joined
My choice is not made
On the flick of a coin
These are the guys
That make metals talk
Settle their differences
With the strike of a rod
Oil Rigs like the T.L.P.
These are the creations
That do it for me
Pride in their eyes
As their efforts are towed
As smooth on the sea
Just as their welds flowed
The line above tells who they are
The Welders
Categories:
welders, on work and working,
Form: Rhyme
So many jobs still to be done…but no one wants to do them
When someone else fills the spot…. the hue and cry arise
They take our jobs what are we to do.. we need money too
But when the jobs are available they look the other away
They look down their noses, I’m no slave they say
I won’t do a job for so little pay.
Well somebody’s got to do it..be his collar white or blue
But somehow it ends up in the hands of the blue.
Hooray blue collar workers that’s what I say
Be you masons or plumbers welders or garbage collectors
Without you we’d be living in derelict conditions.
A day of recognition… a word of appreciation’s
still less than you’re due
I wish you the best blue collar workers...your'e a wise
wonderful lot and true
Thanks for being you...thanks for all that you do
and may God Bless you.
.
Categories:
welders, work, blue, jobs,
Form: Free verse