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The Tale of Ol' Victoria

by DoormanDan

The Tale of Ol' Victoria 

'Twas early one muggy summer morn, in the year 1884

That the grating gears of Ol' Victoria whirred no more

All the metalworkers mourned as they prepared to melt her core

And use her parts to help build a railroad way up north

She had brought ambrosia to steam-saturated Dystopia

When widespread famine had engulfed that vast utopia

And with her battalion of droids, she had sought out and destroyed

The anarchists and dictators that tried to claim her home

And from their bones she crafted the most beautiful of thrones

As the workers cranked the wheel to lower her into the molten steel

Lead like sorrow was the only emotion that they could feel

But then out her rusted shell came a sight oh so surreal

An astral projection of the automaton, cloaked in onyx and teal

She told them not to cry as oil cascaded from her eyes

And she began to be enveloped in a swarm of fireflies

"You may only have one life, so make the most of this time"

And then with that swarm of fireflies she began to fly

To somewhere way beyond the zeppelins surfing through the sky

Written by DoormanDan on August 28, 2016

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OreosAreLife wrote a review...

Hey DoormanDan! It's OreosAreLife here for a short review.

So let me just start by saying. THIS WAS AMAZING! Your detail throughout the poem was extraordinary. I also really liked how you used a like old way of talking. The way you carry the reader thought the poem was just amazing. Everything ran together smoothly and your imagination was exquisite. My favorite line in the whole poem would have to be "She told them not to cry as oil cascaded from her eyes". I felt like this was a bit of irony. She telling them not to cry when she was crying herself. Well crying like she can anyway. Overall this was an extraordinary poem and I really think you did an amazing job on it! Keep writing and I hope to read more of your work in the future!

Oreos :)

DoormanDan says...

Well, I'm very happy to hear that you think so highly of this little poem. I had just learned about steampunk before writing this, and was very inspired by what I saw of the style. Thanks for reviewing, I appreciate it! :)

OreosAreLife says...

You're welcome! :)

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