BEETHOVEN WINTER

Like a mellifluous melody that transcended through piano keys,
Came the solitude of winter- by ice, by snow- ensuing the adversity of bliss.
Gentle as a dainty falsetto; malevolent as a dynamic vibrato,
I succumbed to my greatest yawn; with hopes high and reasons low.

As frost sang a hymn that lulled the earth to conscious sleep,
There I sat, pondering, yearning; beside the amber fire that burned deep.
The symphony it played is a nostalgia that devoured my memories of petrichor--
               The aroma of heaven's tears and earth's smile kissing with vigor.

Like gossamers that blended to the spectrum of air, I lost sight of hope and time.
The warm sonata of winter's flakes falling, no longer is  a harmony sublime.
Yet! Winter, like notes that shift through Beethoven's playful fingers,
It must soon come to an end; and the sun will rise with glow and warmth that perpetually lingers.

ENGINEERING

Engineering can be defined as: the application of science to commerce or industry; the application of scientific knowledge to practical problems; or even generally as the course by which students take as they pursue the path of design.

But, if I were to summarize the entire definition of engineering into one word, it would be INNOVATION.

Innovation in its mere sense is broad. It lies within the contemplative minds of gifted people destined to be this world’s creators, builders and innovators; and channeled through their hands, the primordial tool for perpetual and efficient advancements. Therefore, pondering upon the thought of innovation is to realize the dreams that surge within the percipience of a craftsman.

As the world is introduced to modernization, engineering itself is also introduced to unconventional manners of innovation. However, at the same time, it still manages to carry, transcend or uphold its tradition of excellence that has kept the course of engineering unequalled whilst pursuing the dynamic transcendence of life. Such goes to show that engineering, intertwined with innovation, is versatile and resilient. 

APPRECIATION POST: The Cuckoo Clock by Evelyn Walsh

He saw her

Looking at the cuckoo clocks

And asked

Did she like them?

Yes, but I have one,

She replied.

Perhaps you’d be interested

In another, he persisted.

No thank you, she said.

There’s only one,

She thought.

She could see it on the wall

The heavy, winding chains

The Roman numerals

The dark brown eaves

The delicate cuckoo.

Hear him coming out on the hour

And every half hour.

How often she had heard it call the time

Watched the cuckoo at work

Waited for it to come out.

It was never hers.

It belonged to her best friend

From childhood.

It was in the kitchen.

He’s gone now,

So is the clock,

It went to relatives.

But it always would be hers, she thought,

She would never replace it.

Couldn’t.

It was the only one she wanted.

And she wanted it to be where it always was.

Memory held it fast.

LOOSE INKS

Appreciation Post: Juvenile Amity

I once had a Crush,

She always made me blush,

She always smiled at me,

And always made me happy.

She was my inspiration,

Whom I always had an affection,

She was just a teen,

A teenager at the age of fifteen.

She was very smart,

A lover who uses the mind than the heart,

She knew what was right,

And the wrong that could cause a fight.

She was very pretty,

From the outside and the inside of her body.

She was gorgeous from the outside,

Especially in the inside.

She had the nicest lips,

And the nose that had the best tips,

She has the softest voice I’ve ever heard,

For she was the prettiest girl from the herd.

She was very brainy,

The very criterion that kept me happy,

Science nor Math,

She’d solve them without asking “What?”.

I loved her with all my heart,

To her, I did not want to apart.

But Amity,

Did she feel for me?