Sunday, 10 July 2016

Ode to the Halesworth 5

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Standing proud the five triskelions
Raised by some night rapscallion
Tower above the fields and trees
Preparing to tumble with the breeze
In beautiful rotational symmetry
With grey industrial efficiency.

Motionless till the wind obliges
The gathering of nature’s prizes
Loved and loathed in equal measure
Perhaps a future Nation’s Treasure?
These acrobats in lycra
Bare, metallic, three headed hydras

Successors to Spender’s pylons 1
These new electrical producer icons
Move gentle through the air
With an abundant graceful flair
That belies the power they truly wield
To generate increasing yields
To satisfy our greedy demands
For power to power our idle hands
That every day require the force
To flip our screens and brown our toast.

© 10th July 2016 Sheila Ash

1 see http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-pylons/

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