Terry Ireland Poet Rhyme

By Throckrington Moor

Thirteen ladies dancing
By Throckrington Moor’
Each movement stately
Each movement sure.
Stark against the sky
Each single  girl,
Feet firmly planted,
Arms all a whirl,
Moves to the wind
In a slow  rhythmic way,
Dancing consistently
Whether night or day.
Really only dancing ladies
In my minds inner eye,
Really just  wind turbines
Outlined against the sky.
Spare and sparse in their design
To me things of simple beauty
Unceasingly performing
Their appointed duty.
Just by Throckrington Moor
Each one proves it’s worth
Providing clean power to
Help save our wounded Earth.
Each time I pass that moor
Those girls are standing there 
Stark in their beauty
In that clear moors air

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Speaks Volumes October 22, 2022 at 2:54 PM You amaze me. You are equally talented at telling an enthralling story packed with sentiment or humor, as you are at creating a splendid picture, of beauty and movement so graceful. This one has to be added to my favorites. Thank you Terry. Terry Ireland October 23, 2022 at 1:08 AM Thank you Wendy - Throckrington Moor was a bleak and beautiful place - we saw it in September and the Turbines were beautifully outlined. Take care - Terry