Category Archives: construction

Replacement of Windows

Window Exchange

By David Smith April 1, 2017

Prying slats off the overhang with sledge and crow bar

Up on the scaffold, enthusiasm goes far

Frame work and tubing and contractors arrive

City hall is buzzing like a little bee hive

Discussions and planning, imaginary pictures in place

Waiting for the practical

The real work that they face

Framing and windows, a pleasure to see

Each job is unique how it fascinates me

The mortar is flying, a straight edge between bricks

A cloud of dust, for the windows to fix

Part of dismantling, how windows come out

The framework and panes

What replacement is about

Slicing away the panes with exactor knives in use

Pulling out the windows with minimal abuse

The tap of a hammer, the chiselling begins

It’s all the teamwork where production enters in

It is a treat to see how the scaffold is placed

Adjusted for security, as safety is faced

The silhouette in the window prying off the frame

The sound of a drill, like dental cleaning, the refrain

The tap of a hammer like wood pecker’ s around

The vibes of a saw as a symphony of sounds

All that framing to keep windows set

Now they’re removed for the panes to get

Welding outside and reflection off the ceiling

Those interesting details I find appealing

Suction cups grab and the window is gone

Cold air comes in, and new light that is shone

Atmosphere is chilling, air compressors on hum

The sights and sounds, where enthusiasm comes from

A beautiful design, as sparks fly from the saw

Like a jet stream as stars as the Milky Way, is in aha

A powerful thrust as a long stream as it flows

In front of the saw up high as it goes

What an odour as steel is melted down

The beautiful sparks where a master piece is found

The saw has a beat as it rotates and it spins

Cuts through the bricks and that sharp piercing with in

It has a rhythm and a hypnotic tone

That plays while it cuts and an unpleasant moan

An atmosphere of construction as it buzzes along

That rhythmatic beat as it sings a new song

It depends on the wheel and the softness of the brick

That sets the tune as sharps and flats do the trick

Music in the air and the sounds of the season

And the grinder throws the sparks

And construction is the reason

The saw has a beat and cuts a mean edge

Music with the hammer and the chisel and sledge

The harmony of togetherness as windows are changed

Unique skills of people

Fill in the range

That s what s observed at city hall this day

Replacement of windows as transparency is the way

The red rusty dust as it rises from the wall

The grinder shaves the bricks for the fitness over all

The steel beam has to fit for the windows to take hold

Tradesmen work courageously as their story is told

Up on the scaffold and a gene helps lift that beam

Where size is a help to fit in the groove so keen

It’s all in the workmanship that heavy materiel too

Making every movement count

As precision is added through

Seeing the dust rise from the wall

Think of the discipline to prevent a fall

It looks like a peacock in the darkest of night

As the sparks were flying so full and so bright

Very decorative, the night sky and the glow

Work after dark, the shadows to know

Reaction time slower; the timing is off

Its security of the building, workmanship is on top

They work like miners with lights on their heads

And through the dark evening a hard time to tread

Windows fit the frame and the building secure

Vacuum and cleanup, patience to endure

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The Fire Alarm Test

The Fire Alarm Test

By David Smith March 11, 2017

 

Like a metronome, as the fire alarm beats away;

Checking the decibels on this fine day;

That irritating beat from floor to floor;

That piercing sound, What a chore!

Engineering intelligence, for what is worth;

Documenting sound, like a cry at birth;

It’s only a test, there appears no end;

That distressful sound, a message to send;

Checking the volume when it’s quiet and on high

A study in irritation,

The alarm with a cry;

It is only a test of the fire alarm

That constant rhythm may cause a lot of harm;

If smoke won’t get you, the fire alarm will;

To ignore the beat, a death defying thrill.

Steam and Technology Museum

Steam and Technology Museum

Hamilton’s First Pumphouse

by David Smith February 22, 20 17

 

The turbulent power of boiling water and steam

To harness that energy where technology is keen

What a visit on a Tuesday afternoon

Where pressure is an asset as a steam engine is well tuned

 

O to see a piston as it’s pushed against the force

Valves and vents are open as pumping takes its course

A camshaft like a circle that is a bit off round

It opens and closes valves as pressure is lost and found

 

As the valves open and close, the piston is push and pull

The maximum efficiency, as chambers get their full

The little toy steam engine where the principle is always the same

Compressed air was used to make simplicity to our gain

 

O it was remarkable, those steam engines of old

A huge gigantic engine, Living history that is told

Pumping water from Lake Ontario to Hamilton to drink

Pipes berried underground, being practical was how to think

It is remarkable, developing technology from scratch

Now it’s integrated circuits and how much RAM they can match

 

Basic Skills with pen and paper, and mechanical precision too

Understanding basic Math where technology is true

Physics and geometry have a special place

Learning from life’s history

Overcoming challenges we can face

The Steam and Technology Museum, A slice of life to learn

To enrich our future, Now it is our turn.

 

A Tribute to the Plumber

A Tribute to the Plumber

By David Smith February 11, 2017

 

The plumber as he plugs away,

Removes the urinal like its child’s play

Up and down the ladder has a use

The water reservoir, a chore to get it loose

Soldering joints and elbows and such

Chips at a wall making noise and dust

It’s the continual flush that makes water waste

To keep control, new urinals in place

It’s the appreciation of the work involved

Behind the scenes and problem solved

The plumber as he plugs away

That confident flush makes the day

 

Vibes of destruction

The rev of an engine, the vibrations in full

Sounds of a drill, like a dentist got pull

Cutting the tile, not an easy task

To labour properly he wears a mask

 

The unpleasant sound and an awkward weight

The task to bale to not be late

The rev on an engine fascinates me

Production, determination, and enthusiasm that be

 

The high pitched squeal and a low earthquake sound

Vibrations hum from all around

A continual hum, and you know there is an end

Like a dentist’s chair with a message to send

The rev of an engine, the vibration has meaning

It’s all in production from what I’ve been seeing

The air is thick, the dust has to land

The plumber can sigh and take a proud stand

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

Up on a Scaffold

Up on a scaffold

August 11, 2016

 

Up on a scaffold and combing the wall

A plasterers brush, how it scrapes and all

With plastic tray and trowel in hand

Adding plaster as thin as he can

The scraping sound, a relaxing beat

But it’s the rhythm that’s really neat

Grooming the wall to paint away

and cover the blemishes on this fine day

 

Tradesmen have a skill, and let it be know

A well kept office as talents are shown

Card-readers on doors and security in place

Look at the office, the tradesmen they face

 

The painters brush it off, and plumbers get their flush

Very quiet trades where everything is a hush

The radio has its tunes, work being done

Talent comes together, uniqueness has its fun

 

The hidden talent behind the scene

Fresh plastered walls, durable and keen

The sound of a drill, like a dentist is back

It’s mirrors and fixtures installed on a rack

 

Look around, skilled Labour has a touch

Behind the scenes means so much

So think of the office, a professional setting

All different skills, the atmosphere we are getting

Up on a scaffold and combing the wall

Tradesmen get the picture, vision over all

 

Laying a Floor

Laying a Floor

August 4, 2016

 

Laying a floor excitement to see

Ceramic Tile, precision accuracy

the cutting of steel, for doorway transmission

from carpet to ceramic, the border in transition

Mixing the mortar, laying tiles on the floor

The energy involved, workmanship to adore

 

All the prep work to keep tiles in tune

Simple tools to construct, where dedication blooms

the floor, the foundation, workmanship in place

The talent, the tradesmen, new challenges to face

 

The mix of the mortar, from different bags that they pour

The receipt of a baker, that mind is in store

It’s all in the mix, as skills come together

And water applied for the viewing pleasure

 

An electric mixer  as the batter is churned

As a blender on high, to mix, that they learned

it’s all in the taste, the quality of the mix

Put on the concrete where tiles are fixed.

 

The dusting of the floor where water is applied,

So mortar will stick before it is dried.

Mortar swirls on the floor from a trowel in hand

In a decorative manner as finger painting takes a stand

 

The tools of the trade as an artist in motion

A tradesman with passion and pure devotion

Laying a floor the excitement to see

A tradesman’s touch, precision accuracy