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Hardware is magic
only wizards can work.
Molly bolts that fold and ... sproing.
Chain goes clank. Pulleys go squeak.
Eye bolts, can they see?
Faucet handles like fingers of porcelain.
Tiny springs from ballpoint pens.
Big springs from who-knows-what.
Ornate doorknobs to open a mystery.
Spark plugs. Radiator caps. Just add car.
U-bolts, aren't they cool?
Wing nuts, perhaps they'll fly.
Cleats for string. Cotter pins ... for what?
Accumulated these fifty years
in coffee cans, cigar boxes, in jelly jars
for some purpose I knew would come.
Now my grandson, here.
I can see in your eyes you are ready.
For you, cheerful wizard.
Make magic.
© by Joe Cottonwood.
Used here with the author's permission.
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Joe Cottonwood is a semi-retired contractor with a lifetime of small jobs repairing homes. He lives with his high school sweetheart under redwoods in the Santa Cruz Mountains of California, caring for curly-haired dogs and straight-haired grandchildren. Joe's latest book is Random Saints. Learn more about him at www.joecottonwood.com.
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Lori Levy:
Like the humor in this poem.
Posted 06/14/2019 03:24 PM
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paradea:
Good one!!!
Posted 06/14/2019 09:15 AM
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Michael:
"Sproing" is my favorite word in this excellent poem, Joe. Wonderful job of describing (my) old, dusty, dank and often greasy basement workshop. This is a great "curiosity" poem. Thank you.
Posted 06/14/2019 08:19 AM
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Larry Schug:
The magic is in these words.
Posted 06/14/2019 07:36 AM
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