02 August 2011

No Windmill

Image by Skip Hunt
A gentle turbine holds no favor
In my heart.

But a gas turbine
Is the throat of a beast.
Sucking oxygen in rude, thirsty gulps
Crushing it into controlled destruction
Like an exploding vice.
Proving Newton
In a thrust of blue-hot afterburn.

It owns the air,
It races thunder.
It’s no windmill.




Based on an image prompt from Magpie Tales.  All I can say is I really love airplanes.

16 comments:

  1. Loved the power generating poem and the thunderous velocity of its flow!!

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  2. Powerful words on the turbine.

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  3. Gas turbines are monsters of their own. But we do owe them a living through the power generated. Great verse!

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  4. ..great reference here.. i like the verse a lot!

    ~Kelvin

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  5. Oh you men and your testosterone! ;)

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  6. Powerful, gritty write. I love it!

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  7. Thanks for all the positive comments.

    @Mouse: It's not my fault that big, loud things are so cool.

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  8. Ha! I love noisy machinery. Turbines are OK, but I prefer the cough/sputter/ROAR of the old radial engines. :) Great piece, wonderful how so many people saw different things in this photo.

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  9. Awfully good writing -- congrats.

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  10. WOW! Love the vivid energy in your Magpie!!

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  11. A powerful description of a powerful machine that is, indeed, no windmill.
    — K

    Kay, Alberta, Canada
    An Unfittie's Guide to Adventurous Travel

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  12. Fascinating take on the picture. An energetic and intense write!

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  13. Love the idea of an exploding vice!

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  14. in a burst of blue-hot after burn.

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