Sundown and Wind FarmsA Poem by Chris Shaw
far from finding
wind farms an eyesore they stay a fascination as offshore turbines salute a fast dimming sky from Roan beach carbon fibre blades rotate as moderate winds aid graceful clockwise turning row on row they stand embracing air as though a surgeon's knife sliced through sky's heart rip roaring red no sutures as crimson clots appear they spread it bleeds it plasters heaven's highway reflected in evening's dark salty waters skyscape slaughter as golden sol slips slowly beyond horizon's black ribbon line while hours pass on by building clean energy
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65 Reviews Added on June 20, 2021 Last Updated on June 20, 2021 AuthorChris ShawBerkshire, United KingdomAboutAlbert, my paternal grandfather introduced me to Tennyson when I was nine. I have loved poetry ever since but did not attempt writing a single piece until I was 40. It's never too late to try somethin.. more..Writing
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