The Leak

The Leak

flared copper,

pressure fittings or

a mix of solder and flux 

the crux of clean silver joining

sweat joints

Propane          -          green/blue flame 

wrap singed, singing pipe

tears condense inside the crusted walls and

prevent the perfect union

the furious writing gone

arms and hands cringe and contract 

without direction

and now

leaking

11/03/2020

E.

Author's Note

Reviews

[Ted Kniffen]

And always remember to sandpaper the pipe before spreading the flux.

Not an easy thing ... soldering copper or writing poetry and yet you combined both in this poem E. Yes, just when you think you've done the job properly there's a leak ... a little bit of crud spoiled the procedure and it's twice as much work to re-do ... draining the pipe and drying it before starting again ... and right in the midst, that devilish little Muse slides in and lays down something you know you won't remember but you can't leave the job unfinished.

Word to the wise ... do not hold copper pipe in your hand when soldering, no matter how long ... instant lesson in heat transference. Oweeeee!!!

Well done here E.

[Einstein Noodle]

you so hear me Ted! thanks so much for visiting and finding this one .. spot on review if ever there was one .. yes .. instant singe of the flesh .. peace brother .. peace and health to ya!
E.

[KWP]

It breaks we try and fix it. Sometimes things break that are irreparable and then what?

We learn to live with the broken for all to see, then perhaps it’s more of a minds eye reality, then, well then it just becomes part of our daily life - broken and yet perfectly meant to be.

This reminds me of the rise and falls, the continuity of life - we must keep going.

Love ya my friend X

Going to see a lady about a shop today - wish me luck- I need it ❤️😊

[Einstein Noodle]

i believe you are right dear one! we live with it .. and carry on as best we can ... i'm all in on your shop dahlink!! I hope it went well

[barleygirl]

This pretty much describes how I go about tinkering with a poem. While other poets write from a tear-stained pillow or some such soft emotional perch, I'm down here in the basement tweaking words & torquing my rhyme into a tight fitting slathered with joint compound. I am so unemotional & unfeeling, nary a tearful leak ever escapes from one of my little solder jobs. It's so nice being a woman becuz I can go weedwhack rattlesnakes when I'm feeling macho, but then I can call a man to fix my plumbing (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Einstein Noodle]

ahahahahaha ... oh bless me ol' soul how you made me laugh right now, Margie ... fix your plumbing indeed :))))))))))))) well ... i have some flux .. and a bristly brush ... :))))))))))))))))) i'll be your plumber baby .. (someone needs to write that song) and I don't believe you about no softness for you ... i do believe you weed wack rattlesnakes however! ((((((((((((((((((((M)))))))))))))))))
E.

[barleygirl]

*wink! wink!* . . . plumb me, baby!

[Einstein Noodle]

ahahahaha oh dahlink .. you made my morning like sunshine after weeks of clouds .. puttin' on me tool belt .. be right over! :)))))))))))))))))))))))

[adornoscousin]

There is a poetry in a leak or blown tire. I think poets can find the poetry everyone and you did this with this poem. I think the universe exists in the simplest of copper pipes. Well done!

[Einstein Noodle]

thank you adorn! yes .. the Universe in a thimble eh!? and vice versa :)))))))))
E.

[Poetic Beauty]

Sometimes our writing is like a leaking pipe. Bursting to get out what is inside but sometimes held within a tube of complex thoughts

[Einstein Noodle]

it is isn't it Ms. Beauty! .. we are an odd lot eh!? ;) thanks so much for sharing your thoughts on this one ... it means a lot!
E.

[Poetic Beauty]

Yes we are an odd lot of drifters and dreamers

[Einstein Noodle]

;)...........................

[Seriana]

Ha! What a curious topic. I enjoy seeing the things others choose to write about. A water leak. How basic, yet look what you've done? Gone and made it something to be worthy of.
Love it!

[Einstein Noodle]

ahahahaha yep .. leaked all over didn't it!? ;)))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))) thanks again for checking me stuff out Ms. Seriana .. see you 'round!
E.

[Coyote Poetry]

I liked this poem my friend.
"the furious writing gone
arms and hands cringe and contract "
The above lines stood out to me. You could feel the fleeting things being lost. Thank you for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[Einstein Noodle]

ahhhhh you are kind and a gentleman as always Coyote John .. love your visits and reviews .. thanks so much .. spring is 'bout here .. in Arkansas for sure .. but up North as well .. time of "man in lodge" is over eh!? .. love on ya brother .. truly!
E.

[Coyote Poetry]

Hello my friend and I hope you are doing well, having some fun. You are welcome.

[lightsong]

That what You are great with! You take something simple and turn it into brilliance!! GREAT GREAT AND BRILLIANT one Mr. E! I see the leak as a heartbreak, or as a flaw we all have.

"tears condense inside the crusted walls and
prevent the perfect union"

those words are wonderful, they speak to me of facing and enduring too much until the breaking happens, we need balance between mind and heart, strength and softness in order to deal with it a "perfect union" as You say :)

[Einstein Noodle]

i love how you see and feel this one, Light .. you are sensitive and warm at heart and it shows by your comments .. and you are absolutely right in how you relate to my poem .. that internal pressure building .. must have expression somehow ... the more we fight or deny it .. the more inappropriate ways it squeaks and squeals out .. usually on some unsuspecting and innocent person or animal :( ... best be honest and forthright from the start eh!? love and peace and joy on ya!
E.

[lightsong]

unsuspecting and innocent person or animal" unfortunately that's true because that negative force have the control over the weaker creatures so it's released through them.

Happy we are connected again here dearest E, You are so welcome and thank YOU 💕

[Ayvid N]

Inspite of the best pressure fittings and soldering, the best metals and alloys, the most superbly engineered of us can't help being blocked sometimes and leaking at other times. Life is a tough plumber. I enjoyed your imagery so much here!

[Einstein Noodle]

ahahaha ..yes .. "life is a tough plumber" for sure .. thank goodness it also reveals a plumber's crack now and again that keeps us amused and chuckling at ourselves eh!? love your review my friend! yes to all you say in it!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I especially relate to this, E.
I have always felt I was simply a conduit, that the writing doesn't really come from me, but comes to me and through me...
My writing just seems to leak out in raucous drops, then stops.

very cool read.
j.

[Einstein Noodle]

yes .. sometimes i feel that too .. being open to powers greater than self can be tricky ... as, i think, there are more than just one that is so ... thanks always for reading and reviewing .. glad you liked this one .. i am going to be thinking about being a conduit .. and take that with me today .. its an inspiration to be more aware i think
E.