Monday, 25 April 2011

The Steel Hat Men by Christine Anne Borra


Steel Hat Men
Photograph
 by Christine Anne Borra
Copyright
Dark you loom
and blot the landscape

Mothers whisper
to their children

Do not go near
The Steel Hat Men

Like ancient armies
a show of might

Arms out stretched
crossing our valley's

Shadows at night

just there

just there

just there

Do not go near
The Steel Hat Men

Steel and tears
more than 100 years

You crackle your
private words

And we pay
we pay

Unsightly scene
of necessity

Who will follow
in your steps

When will your
day be done

Do not go near
The Steel Hat Men

And we wait for their
end to come

2 comments:

Monty said...

and I leave here smiling :) enjoyed that and not what I expected when I read the title that drew me here :)

Monty / bummy

Christine Anne Borra said...

Thanks Monty for your kind words, I worked out how to get on your blog as well.. looking forward to your poetry Xtine