Observations at a Construction Site

Observation at a Construction Site

Weekend of Dec 4, 2016

By David Smith December 5, 2016

They’re building walls and structures like a jail

To control the dust, the noise and the gale

Framework and curtains to tear down the walls

A dirty job; the tradesmen have balls

Cutting through chip rock and the mess to come

Preparing demolition, construction has begun

Preventive medicine, the tradesmen work away

The heartbeat of the office to function on the work day

Nights and weekends behind the public scene

That is the think-tank, what the tradesmen mean

Calloused hands and feet, as hammers and ladders play

Fear of heights does not get in the way

Aged and persevere as they plod along

The youth of today have a different song

They are building walls and structure on a temporary course

For a strong city hall to withstand the force

A light beam!

Not just a beam, but a beam of light

That cuts through the darkness and bounces so bright

Reflects off the walls, and ceiling and floor

Acts as straight edge with precision to adore

Masking tape follows the beam

The foundation for structure as framework is seen

As tradesmen come in and hone their skills

A joy to sit back, my greatest thrill

Technology comes alive to keep everything plumb

Teamwork and togetherness greater than its sum

Swinging up the drywall to attached to the frame

Measuring and cutting for the tight fit to gain

Tradesmen are nimble, time on their knees

Cutting and measuring as life is a breeze

Swinging up the dry wall and pivoting in place

Like a ballet with finesse and accuracy and grace

That sheet of dry wall moved in and out of place

Finally accepted, as a tailor would face

The drills and the noise where everything is square

And talk of a shoe- horn for a quick slip to compare

The bang of a hammer, the drill with a beat

Moving the ladders challenges to meet

Tradesmen work hard in elements of weather

Even in buildings close quarters come together

Admiring architecture and structures around

Precision accuracy, tradesmen are found

What is this?

A little scrap of steel like a gas pedal that I see

It has got a little groove and it puzzles me

Fits over top the boot, and the groove has a place

Holding up the chip rock to slide into space

All done with leverage, and what it’s telling me

Placing heavy objects with maximum efficiency

All these little gadgets have a special place

All the skilled tradesmen, technology they face

Way up high

The strain of the ladder against the weight

As chip rock is supported and it fits great

The screw nails drill in with an irritating hum

Onto the next section as production starts to come

As each section is completed the atmosphere does change

The room closing in, the walls are to gain

What a different view from the morning that we saw

Framework filling in as tape covers up the flaw

That’s my report from the weekend we see

What hard work and preparation is telling me

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