The Drafter's Pour
Poem
By K.A. SmithPublished about a year ago • Updated about a year ago • 1 min read
In the blueprint sky, drafting winds— construction flies. Hats are hard to catch and safety... for eyes. A vest arrives: swearing... Shields block the sun, and rays off armor bounces like knights. And hats are swords competing. Who won in the drafter's pour? Fun. Thank you for reading! Which part of the poem resonates with you? Share your thoughts. Please leave a comment. Copyright 2025 K.A. Smith
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K.A. Smith
K. A. Smith – published author and poet with experience in architectural design. I try to bring love and life into every poem or story. I believe every piece of art is "effective" in some way. Please follow along, and share your thoughts.
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