Best Turbines Poems

- 2016 -

- JANUARY -

A freezing cold evening

Where the stars shining bright

With frost blade flanks

From mouth and nose steam

In the clear silence

White untrodden snows

Nature's frozen...

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I was an environmental scientist, working with large wind farm developers,
To harness wind and generate electricity, as a plum sun flees, to tell others.

I worked...

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H2o, showers does cause colorful flowers on earth to greatly bloom
It is on the atomic table: this of 2 hydrogen atoms and 1 oxygen
It being...

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Lovely lady you know I am a drifter
Life didn’t need to move any swifter,
So many tales over the years,
A drifters life doesn’t consist of fears.

When...

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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...

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I've been doing my current job for 32 years; lots of travel, places and people.  A few memories stick out; my own Book of...

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Some say they can smell the spring
... Is it possible to smell December?
A scent of something can hit you
anytime and anywhere

The frost sneak up on...

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Beautiful scenery, rolling hills with craggy cliffs adorned with winter scrub clinging to impossible places. Narrow winding roads, leading somewhere, maybe nowhere, finding out when...

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Day and night, I trip time while crossing datelines. 
Slicing between stars, my ride purrs with speed turbines.

To Walden’s Pond, I frequently, eagerly go
for chats...

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Back in the height
of our pre-millennial military-industrial
post-revolutionary days
of competing excess...

No, love,
Stick with
Once upon our Sacred Times...

Once upon a time
here in the US of Northern Americas
we...

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Rain falls on granite.
Glaciers unwind.
Snowflakes decrystallize.
A murmuring stream collects,
in the confluence of the melt.

A river is born.

Her banks expand.
Nutrients collect in the torrent.
Rocks tumble in...

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O sprey's circuitously scan the sandy bay

N esting gulls turn warily, then crouch to lay

T rippers emerge from beach holiday huts, some part clad

H orizon...

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with bitter winds of sand and spray
and flecks of rain against my face
how different this land looks today
 - a drenched vast unforgiving place.

the turbines...

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I guess it never was
The way I thought it was
I say this only just because
You never came to love
I guess it wasn't so
Guess that's how...

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The word is Catadromous
just in case you need it for
your Final Jeopardy and if 
I was writing rhyme, this is
where I’d throw in cantankerous
for Eels...

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