In chambers bright, mechanics hum,
Gears and springs in rhythmic strum.
A timeless dance of steel and brass,
A glimpse into the artisan’s class.
Vintage keys with click and clack,
Typewriter’s ink on paper black.
Cameras catch a world unseen,
Moments preserved in silver sheen.
Engines roar beneath the hood,
Precision parts in metal stood.
Bicycles with gears exposed,
Pedal forth where dreams are posed.
Clocks that chime with gears in sight,
Marking time in golden light.
Grand pianos, strings in line,
Harmony in wood and shine.
Pens that glide with measured grace,
Ink flows free in endless chase.
Architects’ grand visions shown,
Frameworks cast in silent stone.
Steampunk art with cog and wheel,
Melds the past with future’s zeal.
Sculptures move, kinetic art,
Craft and science blend apart.
In each piece, a story told,
Of craftsmen’s skills and hands so bold.
A world where art and function meet,
In rhythmic pulse, precise and neat.
Image and Poem by ChatGPT 4o
