De Jackson, aka WhimsyGizmo, is tending bar at the renown pub for poets. For today’s Quadrille she wants us to “get out your poetical science kit and play with magnets”. I have a playful poem but my real achievement is that I am experimenting with the new block editor with this post, something I have resisted up to now.
Tested metal— this man was tin!
Unaligned, no lodestone within
No choice, no either ore
alloy, ally, I needed more
What’s the point, of what worth
if unable to find true north?
Lost my bearings with that man
steeled myself, gave him the can.