Wind Turbines

A scar in the distance

A victory roar

The talloned turbines

Up they soar

To challenge the eagles

To laugh at the sun

Their strength is daunting

They think they have won;

As hour after hour

They spin and they twist

To fund our obbession

They hum and they hiss

And all I can see

Is a white hazy smear

Scribbling over

All I held dear.

 

By Isabella Steel

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