A World in Steampunk by PrincessTokyoMoon, literature
Literature
A World in Steampunk
The churning of gears,
The winding of cogs.
Smoke flies through the air -
The world in a hazy smog.
Ships fly through the skies -
Their sails a beige or grey.
Cannons loaded and ready to blow
Any sky pirates away.
Corsets laced tight,
And stockings pulled high.
Waistcoats and top hats -
Maybe goggles for your eyes.
Mechanical beast roam,
All metal, on wheels with spokes;
Copper elephants; brass dogs;
Steam-powered giraffes that smoke.
Possibilities are endless
In a historical world of dreams.
Automaton men lurk around -
Nothing is as it seems.
You can fly through the air
On mechanical wings.
You have to be careful, though,
Don’t